Hill site in [Al.zʊ.baːˈdaː.niː], [riːf diˈmaʃk] (Damascus’ Countryside) Syria, 2023.
It is hard to believe that once lived there, never noticed how nice it was back then.
It feels as if this was a different life of a different person.
It may be a big graveyard now.
Once some of those fields were filled with berry trees, apples, quince and pears, mint bushes and much more.
They got burned, a big part of those hills were, buried are some bodies around the place.
Not to say that it ruins any hope for a better future for the place, some of those untouched sites still give me hope, I know I may never witness the place the same way, but somewhere deep down remains a shallow lying hope, which I heartily despise.