Consequences

June 1927. After a failed attempt at independence, Syria lies broken on the battlefield, defeated and surrounded by the soldiers who once followed his orders. Captured by France, he is dragged into a cold, oppressive cell where every stone, every drip of water, reminds him of what he has lost. Bruised, bloodied, and stripped of dignity, he endures the slow, deliberate weight of suffering.

Time stretches with no mercy. Pain coils around his chest, anger pulses through his veins, and the echo of his failure whispers in every shadow. He counts breaths like a prayer, each one a fragile proof of life, yet heavier than the last. Survival becomes a quiet act of rebellion, a stubborn ember against the darkness that seeks to consume him. Somewhere beneath the rage, beneath the shame, he wonders if the man he once was can ever be whole again, or if all that remains is the slow, burning resolve to endure