In Vitro

00:03:34 Each morning, I wake up to this rumbling.

00:03:57 when they switch on the orchard lights...

00:04:26 It shouldn't be long now.

00:06:36 The last things we recovered were the cocoons and the beehives.

00:07:13 But it was clear no place would be spared.

00:08:01 My own memories replaced by those of others.

00:08:31 Our own experiences blending with the stories we are told.

00:09:06 You were born, but you are still trapped in the womb.

00:09:42 My congenital exile.

00:11:10 A sentimental prelude to the afterlife.

00:11:55 lit it up with old stories...

00:12:32 Something like that.

00:13:25 My parents look a lot like me now.

00:14:22 These moments will disappear too.

00:16:04 The grief we carry is different.

00:16:32 There's no need to.

00:17:04 for cohesive understanding.

00:17:34 A liturgy chronicling our losses.

00:19:05 We lost an entire generation.

00:20:02 Forgetting makes you vulnerable to mistakes you've already made.

00:21:07 We failed to see

00:21:55 I have never seen the sun rise or set.

00:22:39 Memories.

00:24:04 A single switch turns day into night.