What awaits in the places where we meet?
Ruins of time
Things that have been lost
We have met before
without understanding
When we find the past can we forgive?
The mystery of the desert with the mystery of a weather beaten cabinet. Preserved yet blasted by sand an artifact of the past. The east and west have always met in this mysterious place, the place between. Here someone lost something but you have found it again. An old technology is replaced by the new. A new people emerge with a new hope.
But seriously what is in the box!
