"Fate haunts....," she cried-out before drowning under the warning of her discourse. 

The world laid bare under the glare of our (in)sanity's will. In the crossfire between Heaven and Hell. Lost. Torn. Misplaced. We sheltered our bodies from the scars of Time. We conceded into the absolution of our Sin. We turned our tears into a sea (of noise), a prison where we faced our mistakes and collapsed under their regret, a map where we traced the void of our Dreams and the echo of our heart's beating Angst. Then, just as we drifted-off, into the horizon, a prerogative pursed our lips: "What pushes you to victimize and feel?" The words stood-still, reverberating, but for a brief moment....

...a whisper - a clamor - ensued, and with it one last revelation: "....Faith kills!"


Photographs by: Milton Rivera 

Words by: J. Guillermo Paleo



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