Co Ser

A cluster of ancient souls, merged in desperation against hostility, remains undisturbed by the tyranny of ephemeral rulings and the menace of a devastating future. A promise is a promise. There is no place for the desires of empty beings, willing to give their lives just to feel something. Purity lies as a testament of what life once was. A hand approaches the scalding coldness of the seemingly impervious surface. Ashes from a turbulent past, a shared past, remain inside. Unforgettable tribulations. When gazed upon, in all its highness, a question disturbs the emptiness of the foreigner’s mind: What is the sound of stillness? Awaiting the flash of lightning, truth has time to blossom. Is hope worth grasping? Is connection worth pursuing? Is it all nothing more than a carousel? An invisible axis: torture or blessing. Eternity awaits.