What comes after all this?Who are you in this story — and who do you wish to be?
Do you choose to be Daniel, who lived believing he represented freedom and democracy, only to discover that his "freedom" was built on the ruins of others? Now, burdened by guilt, he must reveal a truth that exposes the falsehood of those who claim to be the chosen ones — those who justify occupation, expansion, and destruction as divine promises and historical wounds.
Or perhaps you see yourself as Yusuf, the man who endured exile, siege, and loss — stripped of his home, his rights, and his dreams. When he chose resistance, he paid with everything he had. His life became the price of his people's struggle, and yet, even in his final breath, he believed that dignity was worth the cost.
Maybe you are Uri, who lived and died believing he was a protector of a chosen race, only to discover at the end that he was just a tool — a weapon forged by lies, used until broken, and then abandoned by those who made him what he was.
Or maybe you are Naoum , who stood silently on the sidelines, clinging to her own peace while the world burned around her. Her comfort was built upon the unseen pain of others — and she never asked whose suffering made her life so easy.
And what about Khaled — the man who claimed he was forced, that he had no choice? He traded loyalty for survival, truth for convenience, and in the end, became another wound in the body of his own people.
But perhaps… beyond all of them… you are the witness — the one who watches, reads, and chooses whether silence is safety or betrayal.Because in every story, there comes a moment when you are no longer just a reader.You are part of the tunnel.
And the question remains:When the light finally breaks through — will you step into it, or close your eyes again?