Phase 1 : The Wanderer

I’ve spent my life avoiding attachment, getting close to the faces I barely remember, hiding behind walls I thought would keep me safe. Shallow connections were enough—predictable, painless, distant. But then she appeared, and everything shifted. There’s something in her eyes, a depth that cuts through my defenses. For the first time, I feel vulnerable, drawn in, shaken by the possibility of something real.

animation and music by : Dose of Dreams