A deserted, snow-covered landscape. An unknown place and time. An anonymous, timeless man slides into a devastated industrial building. He is enclosed by ruins and rust, witnesses of time. He advances among shadows and debris, following a ritual as precise as it is cryptic. Polyphony of materials. The past resonates at every step. Echoes of a presence. A solitary figure fluctuates on an abyss.

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