In the mediated landscape of “Disconnect”, fragmented glimpses unveil the intricate pulsations of two souls in one. Euphoric embrace of infatuation. Tranquility. Snowstorms and Vortexes. A fog through the glass wall.
With each retelling, the chasm widens, echoing with the tumultuous ghosts of friction and mourning. Deeper into the Void they go, as faint whispers of redemption linger in its depths.