This is a compelling way of framing aftermath. I’m especially drawn to the idea of history being made quietly and then lost, and to the absence of protagonists in favor of communal memory. 

There’s something sobering in watching people try to live well when the end is already accounted for. The emphasis on seasons, accumulation, and inevitability feels well-suited to exploring how meaning survives even when outcomes don’t.

If this does move forward, I’d be interested in taking part.