Carry Me
The life on Earth will end someday. We become the ashes of history and If we are lucky we might clone ourselves into another planet to discover the universe, but sadly everything we once created, knew, loved, or sacrificed for a better future will remain here until all of them vanished too. I always envision those moments in snow, cold and dark. When all the memories are buried. This is a visual fiction of that time to portray one of the busiest cities in the world when it is close to its ending. This is, End Of Days.
Gone
Unending
Flat Iron
The Last One
A Memory
A Broken Perception
Stranger
Wish I Could
Buried
Nobody