
Spektralhirte
City ruins stand like breakwaters in the stream of time. Weeds grow through the asphalt. A small beetle climbs up the climbing plants. It slips, falls... and lands on the back of a mighty bi…


City ruins stand like breakwaters in the stream of time. Weeds grow through the asphalt. A small beetle climbs up the climbing plants. It slips, falls... and lands on the back of a mighty bi…