The room of Plague
NFTONE Rooms When a feeling faints in our consciousness, like a distant flame, it slowly makes its way into our mind like a Plague. It infiltrates our thoughts, subtly using our subconscious to get stronger and stronger until it takes possession of our clearest rationale. The color of the soul is unique, it has its own specific tone that includes an infinite number of facets but it is up to us to accept that its colors can combine, evolving with our experience. The soul is made of that color.