1/25th short experimental film


Flurries of dust and sand swirl around us.A woman wakes up. Is this the end of reality, the beginning of a dream?She starts walking in this deserted, eerie barren land. The only sound is the howl of the rising wind.He sits alone, immersed in his thoughts… waiting. He will come back to this very spot every year after that and wait in silence while taking in each and every intricate detail in his surrounding – each little twig, the soft movement of the desert sand.Little did he know that what he was waiting for was…She sees him….He walks towards her…