Vilnius, Lithuania
The bulls made from the heaviness of the stars brought us to this point. We felt this thickening fog becoming a shiny core. It enlightens, amazes, and frightens a little bit. It's shining turns on a giant centrifuge - after each stop, we collect the dew from it. This dew tastes strange, yet it reminds something lurking beneath the words. It comes from the spaces between day and night, yet has the properties of both.
