dust, new, changing colors Cracks and distinctive structures There are no borders to this time consequences, neither for the color changes that moves around in the veins of th leaves it changes from time to time We change too
We and our Conditions change. The nature,
A new death is a new life.
Borders seem to be a world of their own, a place that keep the Arrivals distances The Expected is, more audience though… Borders have their own cruel Rituals while others, getting prepared to discover the unknown of the other side.