Below the surface, everything slows. Light fractures, sound sinks, and the sea begins to keep what it touches. These haikus do not describe the abyss from afar; they drift inside it, where memory, fear and silence take on a body of their own.
Each image opens like a submerged vision: a flare in the dark, a tremor in still water, a remnant rising from below. Together they form a descent through pressure, omen and disappearance, where the sea is no longer landscape, but witness, threshold and mouth.
Enter the abyss
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