Dannisigh

Tequila Sunset Moment

Forever

Come wander with me…

Parody of Trois Couleurs.

Love like yours will surely come my way…”

She is the tide in your head, a ghost woven from neon and ash. Dolores Dei — that vengeful saint — shapes herself in your fragmented memory marsh in her absence. She is the reflection you catch in a drunken haze, the intermittent love poem in the static of the radio. Your dialogue never ends in the theater of your mind: she spits out scalding judgments with cold lips, while you kneel in the trench of your consciousness, collecting every letter she drops. This skeleton of ANIMA is both the love letter you never sent and the red bolt that pierces your chest. She lets revolution and love sleep together in the cradle of your wound.

The background architecture references some Brutalist styles and settings of DE.

PS: I draw the scene with references.

In fact, Kim Kitsuragi is passionate about social science theories. As he gazed out of the window at the chimney, Kim thought that he might need to delve deeper into Harrier's thoughts in order to keep up with him.

« Un jour je serai de retour près de toi »