
Remains
A hushed, abstract drift through empty rooms and stalled time, more mood than story, asking you to sit with stillness and decay.
- Overview
- Everything threatens to crack and yet this devouring march happened long ago in the past. There is no moaning in the room next door, the wind has stopped blowing on the stairs, the air particles throw themselves against each other, but it’s only void against void.
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