Absolute blackness... the color that artists will see sooner than all the people on earth, because the artist is the color of his world, his writings and creations, is an expression of hanging the artist by censoring his art by the unworthy.
Tonight I danced with your ashes for the last time and killed you again, but this time for myself. I hid your ashes in a black glass until the day I set you free, until the day I set myself free...
A fleeting love story tainted by imperfection.
