The water crumbles on it's way down as my hands and feet push me forward. The world is lightening, taking shape, and turning to color. It feels like it's being painted around me.

“Things always seem to glide away.They come to you, stay a moment, then leave ag…”

“We are wolves, which are wild dogs, and this is our place in the city. We are s…”

“Only hearts... They're in the inside of the inside of me.”

“It’s a small story really, about, among other things: * A girl * Some words * A…”