Gildas a quelque chose à nous dire

My big brother went away to soon, without a word. Actually, he never could speak, nor could he walk. I never knew what he could see or hear. Or if he really loved me. So before our uncertainties and regrets settle forever, we, his two little brothers, decided to finish the film we had started with him during the last year of his life, hoping to find a word or a look that would prove it to us, once and for all.

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