Yanik Flores

Thea finds herself consumed by a deep melancholy that distances her from her life and from Rebeca, her partner. The sadness invades the space and blurs reality. While Rebeca goes through the grief of the absence that settles between them and begins to experience that contagious heaviness, they cross paths on the same dream plane, where they will try to recognize each other and understand the wounds that inhabit them.

March and August find themselves with the responsibility to find the key to open a chest, crossing the barriers between reality and fantasy.

Thea finds herself consumed by a deep melancholy that distances her from her life and from Rebeca, her partner. The sadness invades the space and blurs reality. While Rebeca goes through the grief of the absence that settles between them and begins to experience that contagious heaviness, they cross paths on the same dream plane, where they will try to recognize each other and understand the wounds that inhabit them.

Thea finds herself consumed by a deep melancholy that distances her from her life and from Rebeca, her partner. The sadness invades the space and blurs reality. While Rebeca goes through the grief of the absence that settles between them and begins to experience that contagious heaviness, they cross paths on the same dream plane, where they will try to recognize each other and understand the wounds that inhabit them.