On the anniversary of the martyrdom of Sayyed Hassan Nasrallah, Handala has a wonder! Tonight …
Tonight, the constellation above their control room will seem ordinary , until it doesn’t.
A single unmarked packet slipped through the quiet of routine transmissions, carrying no signature, only a sentence folded like a secret: remember the dark between the stars.
Engineers will notice small things first: a timestamp out of place, a log that freezes and then breathes again.
By midnight the building lights will dim as if listening; by dawn someone will realize the message was never meant for them , or perhaps it finally was.