There was an angel whose wings cast a shadow over my city.

A short story about the gradual submission to the power that commands the quiet.‌‌

To punish her son, a mother hires a monster to take him away. She pays the monster and waits for the return of a statue made from her son's body parts.

I don't know

An unsettling psychological descent into guilt, denial, and fractured identity. A father attends his daughter's funeral—a girl who was brutally assaulted and murdered. But when a young stranger, eerily resembling the father, appears and begins an unwanted conversation, the fragile facade of reality starts to crack. What begins as a confrontation spirals into something far more harrowing: a reckoning with a buried self. Inspired by Amélie Nothomb’s The Enemy’s Cosmetique, this film explores the monstrous duality of man—and the haunting price of facing one’s own darkness.