l’edizione 21. ombre. 🔊 [ ON ] they came when the sky cracked open, from the horizon, where the earth splits, dragging the weight of centuries with them. their steps are slow, deliberate, like they’ve walked this path before—maybe in another life, maybe in all of them. no one knows them, no one seems to remember something about them. it’s not fear they bring, but a reckoning, a reminder that nothing stays buried forever.
they came when the sky cracked open, from the horizon, where the earth splits, dragging the weight of centuries with them. their steps are slow, deliberate, like they’ve walked this path before—maybe in another life, maybe in all of them. no one knows them, no one seems to remember something about them. it’s not fear they bring, but a reckoning, a reminder that nothing stays buried forever.