In the company of the keeper of lost conversations, I learned to gently synchronise my breath with the rhythm of the dancing candle flame, for fear it might slip away. It graces us with its presence only every few years, and when it does, it lasts just a handful of days before wilting.
These stories have been with me since childhood, and here I am, finally witnessing it for the very first time. They say it brings healing and hosts a grand celebration. I found myself contemplating: what wounds in my world cried out for healing, and what moments deserved celebration in this chapter of my life?
Lykai x AI x PS, 2023. 3584 × 4006 px
