The war has ended.

But not everyone is home.

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Some remain in limbo, stationed on outposts where silence presses too close, where the hours stretch too long, and where the past is not yet finished with those who survived it.

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This is not Wing and a Prayer.
This is something darker. Smaller. More personal.

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A long night. Twenty-four hours of immersion. A gathering measured in whispers rather than choruses.

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Here, comfort will be scarce. Certainty, rarer still. What you carry with you may not be what you leave with.

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If you were moved by Wing and a Prayer, you already know the power of shared story, of women enduring together. This will ask something different. This will take you closer to the edge.

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It will not be for everyone.
But it may be for you.

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A tighter circle.
A longer night.
A story that waits in the dark.

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