"When counter-entropic seedlings grow from the cracks in the glass beads, we use the broken sword as a pen to carve the coordinates of dawn on the tombstone of civilization."
This work uses the wasteland aesthetics intertwined with rusty iron and blue light to explore the ethical cost of the survival of civilization and compose an epic of bonds across the sea of stars - about how human beings use betrayal, lies and love to ignite the glimmer of light in a universe that is destined to die.
