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Alkotás leírása

It is a fantasy in expectation of a story. Nothing has happened yet, but everything is already prepared. The green silence thickens, leaves lean toward each other as if whispering a secret that must not come out. In the middle a darker space opens — not emptiness, but a sigh. A pause. A place where something is meant to be born. Branches converge like veins, like the nerves of a world holding its breath. There is no figure, yet a presence can be felt. Something that does not yet have a name. Something deciding whether to step out of the shadow. The light is scatter