a light not of the earth is gleaming here, the same glimmer from a conforting candle through all of these nights, i find myself between the front of two worlds.
among this odd creation of the human pride, which made something from nothing, i realize this journey is not the end but a new beginning.
last visions of the light, our parallel worlds slowly collide, what is a real creation and what is a true illusion ?
as darkness falls through the bleak horizon, i now perceive this world as a void, this utopia belongs to me.
all of a sudden new monoliths appear, rising up from nowhere, transmuting the horizon of sand to concrete and glass.
in the shape of buildings, the sun collapse into the nether, nothingness becomes the shadow.