<p><b>Time to bloom</b></p><p>Blossoming, the damned kiss of darkness. Seeds of beauty planted in our chest. Transformation into a cloud of shimmering dust particles that seem to form inflorescences of whimsical shapes. That which completely consumes this world. Breaks through all walls and forces to wander in this storm.</p><br><p>Sound design by Iv Solyaev</p>