Afghanistan, 1952. Abdullah and his sister Pari live in the small village of Sha
dbagh. To Abdullah, Pari, as beautiful and sweet-natured as the fairy for which
she was named, is everything. More like a parent than a brother, Abdullah will d
o anything for her, even trading his only pair of shoes for a feather for her tr
easured collection. Each night they sleep together in their cot, their skulls to
uching, their limbs tangled. One day the siblings journey across the desert to K
abul with their father. Pari and Abdullah have no sense of the fate that awaits
them there, for the event which unfolds will tear their lives apart; sometimes a
finger must be cut to save the hand.
