Various Artists — Influence

Every fall, the air becomes transparent and humid, and because of that everything around seems to be trembling and floating, and each one of us, somewhere afar, can feel that sound. The sound that makes us want to run away from ourselves and then come back. That’s the sound of the haunting voices of the fading nature, whispering to us that it is fading, slowly and nobly, and calling us to follow after her, coating us with thousands of haunting voices. And all those sounds dissolve within us, the