#hollowthrone

You are frantically layering on "something" behind the glitzy stage. The growing numbers, the shield of borrowed youth, the heavy armor of business. All of it is just a desperate defensive ritual to avoid looking directly at the trembling reflection in the mirror.

Every time you are cornered, you brush it off with a smile, calling it "just a joke." You’ve protected your sanctuary so well that, somewhere along the way, you’ve forgotten how to enter it yourself.

Time passes equally for us all. No matter how grand the signpost you erect in your escape, the "self you refused to face" will inevitably catch up with you.

Are you truly prepared to keep sitting on that hollow throne? When the life-support system finally shuts down, whose name will you be calling out?

華やかな舞台の裏側で、あなたは必死に「何か」を塗り重ねている。 増え続ける数字、若さを並べた盾、強固なビジネスの鎧。そのすべてが、鏡に映る震える自分を直視しないための、あまりに切実な防衛術。

詰め寄られるたび、あなたは「これは冗談だ」と笑う。そうやって守ってきた聖域には、いつからか自分自身も立ち入ることを忘れてしまった。