“My name from their tongues will reek of pain for past casualties, cold praises, and dismembered dreams for my future. No I want to hear it from my adversary. I could leave my body feeling satisfied if my name, for even a moment, meant something. If my name was heavy enough to pierce my executioner’s lungs.” — ALTHEA

Full-Length Dystopian Drama, 3W, 1M

A pardoned soldier is waiting to be extracted from a neutral safe house. But when two injured soldier from her former unit come looking for help, she may lose her way out of the war permanently.

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