The darkness that night weighed heavier than ever over Erbil.
A city that once glowed stood frozen in a cold, merciless silence. A silence that carried the warning of a storm. No one knew whether morning would come… or whether the sun had already given up. In the heart of that darkness, a trembling radio crackled to life. Its weak signal spoke of fading hope… of footsteps drawing closer. Families walked away from their homes with eyes full of fear, and above them was a sky that had lost even its last departing flight. Sometimes, fate shifts with a single sentence. With a brief decision. With one step taken for someone else. In a small room, a man stood… not to fight, but to keep a city alive. To make sure a child could see the next dawn. The plane landed in the dark. He stepped down alone. But the truth was simple: no one is ever alone when their heart beats for others. Beside exhausted men, he sat. He drank tea.
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