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TREE
TREDICI
ART
When the clock strikes 13, everything dies. Breathing slows, the glances freeze and bodies float.
In that emptiness, the music sounds louder and the threads are intertwined.
When the clock strikes 13, the time stops, and the water flows trough your fingers.
There arises Tree Tredici, in the threshold of death, where the new begins.
Welcome!
I'm Saray Cimadevilla and I would love to invite you to immerse yourself in my world.
Enjoy it!
''Where our world floats'' Tree Tredici
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