The White Silence
by Maxim Drogaytsev
the scent of purple

the scent of purple is emerging in the morning with the first rays of the rising sun. it is becoming stronger leaving behind streetlights and hologram on the entrance ticket sparkles under electric light. repetitive movement patterns and waiting intervals follow the breeze.

the scent of purple is blending with the afternoon heat, leaving sweat tracks and morning aggression behind. replacing them with the familiar anticipation cycle of quiet notes and tones. the most common technology is promising consistent outcome.

the scent of purple is slowly dissolving into the drops of red wine with the last rays of the sunset. familiar clicks of metal and plastic, as the sun is getting ready to rest before the new day tomorrow.


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