Scene: A Farmer's Small Wooden House – Early Morning
(The first golden rays of sunlight peek through the wooden windows, casting a warm glow over a modest home. Inside, a soft cry echoes, followed by the gentle sound of a lullaby. A strong but weary man cradles a tiny infant in his arms—his son, Mochen. The man's hands, roughened from years of farming, handle the child with the utmost care, his eyes filled with love and sorrow.)
[Inside the House]
[Mochen's Father] (whispering softly, rocking his son)
"The world is vast, my son… full of wonders and dangers alike. But I will teach you to stand tall… to survive… to be strong."
(The baby, Mochen, coos and reaches for his father's face, his tiny fingers wrapping around the man's calloused thumb. The father chuckles softly, pressing a kiss to his forehead.)
[Mochen's Father] (softly)
"Your mother would've loved you so much..."
(His voice catches, a shadow crossing his face. He shakes the thought away, determined not to let his sorrow taint this moment.)
(The camera lingers on the father and son—a man who lost his wife, yet clings to the one thing she left behind. His reason to live.)
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[Outside the House – The Neighbor's Farm]
(The warm sun illuminates the vast farmlands. A man chops wood beside his home, occasionally glancing toward Mochen's father, who works tirelessly in the fields. This is the neighbor, another farmer, and one of the few people Mochen's father trusts. Like him, he has a young son.)
[Neighbor] (grinning, wiping sweat from his brow)
"Still working? Brother, even the earth needs a break!"
[Mochen's Father] (chuckles, adjusting his straw hat)
"And what about my son? If I rest, will the heavens feed him?"
[Neighbor] (laughing)
"Your stubbornness will break your bones one day!"
(The two men share a hearty laugh, their friendship deepened by years of hardship. Their children, only infants, lie peacefully inside their homes. Unbeknownst to them, their futures are already intertwined.)
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