Tale of past, tale of present and future...All together and each of them scattered on a elusive line...
What would you do if you have to choose between your memories and put them in The Arch so later you'll become a better self? Are there any good...or bad ones? Would you achieve the same result if you choose to lose some of them?
In smoke and mirrors you'll end..
The same you will be...
In the strange light, he captured his feelings,
spread them in colors and tunes, fed his senses and altered his time.
Darkest was the grief and brightest the joy, blended, filling the moment..