Library

At night, the fox comes, making soft noises, whispering, and panting slightly. The fox is always by our side, haunting us like a nightmare. So, we linger on the people and things in the past: Who will be remembered? And in what way will it be remembered forever? When these disappear from memory, does it mean real death? The eight stories are linked thematically and are meditations on love and memory, life and death. The emotions evoked by those old photos, those lost lovers, missed selves, hurt fools, those fateful encounters, and fruitless love affairs, allow us to collect and reconstruct those sad or lost memories in life. Life only lasts for a moment, originally silent.