An ancestral call, a warning to those who walk with their heads bowed, silent, drifting from one shadow to another, bent under the weight of one war after another.
Dare to lift your gaze, to challenge the headwinds of a fate decided by others. Lay down your arms and come with us toward the horizon—the ship sways, but it is carried by the mighty wings of hope.
We set sail on March 20. All together.
CHASING THE HORIZON – WID
