orologio en Altadefinizione. Here, where gunpowder is mixed with soil, Seba kneels to cleanse the soil from the ashes of war, watering it with her small cup trying to revive memories buried in the seeds. Besides her stands her grandfather, Abu Diaa, his voice is rough as the land, rooted like an old olive tree. He knows the land and the land knows him. He teaches her that planting is a promise of life despite all forms of death. Together, they help their land to breathe again, each green leaf they grow together becomes a new birth certificate.