A wedding veil, a scream, a drumbeat like a heartbeat. Before the first kiss, love is shattered by war. In a frost-silvered clearing, Ator holds his bride's hands, but the ceremony is torn apart by a spider-marked raiding party. The score swells with bold fanfares over low, ritualistic chants, and Sunya is gone. The film immediately declares its core truth: devotion is not an ornament, but an a...
