Release Year: 2017
Sleep is fitful and only possible after the exhaustion of everlasting shifting around and adjusting the stones that are my bed. It feels like my skin has been covered in blows – the rocks are bruising me. Its acquisition colder. The sun is lower; It beams through a window and illuminates the details of what hovers above me. I am one of those web chained carcasses. As it darkens, the chirps and squishes begin — shadowy flutters of darting fantoms swirl overhead me. They seem to be attracted by my presence — often diving at me and bombing me with their droppings.
Format: mp4
Duration: 50:55
Video: 1920×1080, AVC (H.264), 4822kbps
Audio: 120kbps
File size: 1.8 GB
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