• Story : my name

My name is endless, my name coming from the depths of between two worlds. My name, finally, is just a fine silence in the abyss where water flows from the ink of a pen, an explosion of colour like a blooming rose.

The water of this abyss is only saying in front of this immense nature where its law reigns supreme.

The Between Worlds is just full of mysterious little messages and a cathedral. Is it an illusion, is it real or unreal such as my name. Visible from the invisible which mixes between two rustling bushes.

How to Say, This Is my Name