Through the eyes of a feirce woman...you see stories of war...denial..love...and rising from the shallow face of the river bed you see pictures that tell the truth...that lead you to a whirl of images that speak nothing but answers
The connection of two beings keep them together in the dusty paths. Holding there memories in their minds..visioning it in a glass case through their eyes... they await to aboard the train to nowhere.
Moment of anticipation where the lady of the fire will rise all the creatures down below..she lays her feet gently on the face of the ocean..rising the sun with her festive soul.