Albert Ball was a twenty-year-old WWI flying ace with forty-four kills. He refused to wear a helmet, lived in a hut on the edge of the airfield, and grew vegetables. History pre-assembled the story: a shy, sensitive boy who happened to be extraordinary at something he didn't want to do. Most war stories lean into glory. This one leans into the dissociation.

No narration. No exposition. The narrative weight is carried entirely by visual research, sound design, and the score — Schubert's Unfinished Symphony, the actual record Ball played between sorties. Built through tight vignettes, the piece relies on historical accuracy in the frame to capture the gap between what he did in the sky and who he was on the ground.