Resonance : HAN

The things bound in steelhad been trembling quietlyfrom the very beginning.I said nothing,but somewhere,the screen changed in my place.Three eyes,each turning backin their own rhythm,unveiled silent scenes.Within emotionless transitions,the most emotional momentwas hiding.I thought absenceonly belonged to others.But this emptinesswas softly speaking to me, too.Now,it is timeto speak back—without a sound.