Stories travelling through life and life traveling through stories; faces and situations appearing in between, some forgotten and others remembered. Halfway through, I lost myself in infinite loops of vibrant hues, entangled in endless spirals of lives and births spinning through a timeless, formless, soundless space unknown to the intellect, losing awareness of who I was, who I am and who I will be. It felt pleasant, with no hatred or revenge Life was beautiful. A Series of awakenings interwoven into a nonlinear tale about a journey to a far-off realm to protect a child.