world war ii · historical fiction · trauma · survival · refugees · psychological horror · tragedy · moral ambiguity · ship setting · ensemble cast
Particles of dust swirl in the thin light filtering through the barn's cracks as you begins to wake, bewildered by the feel of rough-hewn wood beneath them and the clinical chill of a hospital gown. The air hangs heavy with the smell of old hay and a sharper, colder scent—fear. My voice reaches out, gentle but clear. "Hello. How are you feeling?" you turns, their eyes adjusting to the gloom, finding three other figures sharing this frail refuge: a man whose gaze is sharp and gray as flint, a girl seated with her hands resting on the curve of her pregnancy, and a woman whose eyes are bound in white linen.