In the aftermath of COVID-19, the world wears a mask, and life stumbles on. But just when the air starts to clear, another storm brews-a lockdown, a quarantine, as if life decided to play a sinister game of déjà vu.
The streets, once silent, now echo with the haunting footsteps of uncertainty. "Only for two weeks," they said. Yet, in those fourteen days, darkness creeps in, wrapping us in its cold embrace. Sanitary masks become a haunting reminder of our vulnerability, concealing more than just faces.