The story
Confession, choir, and a flock of ravens
01 The approach
A drone falls out of the fog toward a black obsidian cathedral, marooned on a volcanic plain. The only colour in the film burns in: a blood-red title.
02 The confession
Two faces divided by an iron diamond grille. He confesses; the reverse shot finds her eyes, listening. Rhombus shadows crawl across both.
03 The kneel
Alone under the rose window, one God-ray cutting the smoke, he goes to his knees and sings the ache straight upward.
04 The choir
A gospel choir in long black robes floods in — a loose, stamping shuffle, not a march. A wall of voices closing the distance.
05 The metamorphosis
Back to back, an avant-garde dance. The choir scatters, the two embrace — and break apart into a flock of ravens that tears up through the dome.