WHERE YOU TREMBLE AND DON'T KNOW WHY

A door you don't remember opening.

One step further, and time stops talking.

Light does not illuminate: it envelops.

Shadows do not hide: they observe.

The air is thick,

Every breath binds you to what you do not understand.

A distant sound vibrates under the skin.

An ancient smell runs through your memory.

You don't know if you have arrived...

Or if they finally found you.

A thrill.

Not of fear.

Of recognition.

Now you know:

this place is not crossed.

It goes through you.