Industrial ambient project from Vilnius, Lithuania. A smell in the air just says that it came. You become calm, leaned. But it‘s not the flowers. Inclined hills, fluctuating woods, sallow fields. Dramatic. But it‘s not the images. In between clouds, in between trees, squeezing through a fading chimney, through coal, thoughts and grass, touching thick moss, born letters, dew and bark, nostalgia.