(Medium close up shot)
Kay standing at the side of the bridge, between spaces, before people. Existentially speaking, why are we here? What are we doing?”
The setting sun peeps over the glass walls of ADM, moments before bidding farewell for the day. We are refugees from the outside world, seeking solace in a sanctuary drowning in vision.
(Close up shot)
The remaining sunlight for the day beats down harshly on Xin Feng’s face. It heralds nightfall, but not respite.