Robe de guerre

Women are like flowers, women are like water, but in some places, a woman's heart and body may be filled with nothing but tears and bitterness. Under the scorching desert sun, they conceal all emotions beneath black veils, with only a pair of eyes to gaze upon the world—yet they must keep them tightly shut all day long. For once opened, all they see is a sea of blades and warfare. Men, the pillars of their lives—whether fathers, brothers, husbands, or sons—all don military uniforms, take up arms, and march to the battlefield accompanied by fighter jets and tanks. Those people shout and slaughter, sacrificing their lives in meaningless battles for so-called faith, dignity, and honor. Women give birth to life, yet are forced to witness its demise. 　　One day, they too will become weapons, slaughtering lives...