Fin ar Bed

We are always chasing something to escape the present. But there’s no such thing as the present. And the future is nothing but an aged past. No one knows what they will find on the path they are taking. No one will ever know what they have missed or what would have happened if they had chosen another road. But the end of a path always leads to the place where we were meant to be. To die and be reborn.
Three days at the world’s end, three lives that cross paths, intertwine and let go of each other.