There she was, in the back alleys, on a dusky evening in Belgrade circa '92. A blind witness to the shrapnel and arson. Dyslexic, orphaned and manhandled, she had a perspective of society like none around her.
Unfazed by the MiG-29's buzzing right above her, she was hell bent on bringing back a smile on those helpless souls in the ghettos.
Unscathed by the monstrosity around her, she opened refugee camps and trained these fragile souls into becoming an indestructible force. She was ready for the Blitzkrieg, the Holocaust and every other life-threatening "disease" that would stand in her way. Armed with some Zastava M48's, she put her body on the line for her people. She had nothing to lose. It wasn't vainglory. It wasn't pride. It was the selflessness of a human being to have the audacity to look beyond one's personal agenda.
A glimmer of hope in a hellhole, a blind visionary was born.
Annihilating fear and instilling an ironclad will to rise against the odds. The birth of The Rebellion. The rise of Furiosa!
If only we could take a leaf out of her book..
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