It's August 30, sometime between sunset and complete surrender. The @elipamanoke smells of smoke and summer skin. From inside, @feta_felice3000 is humming, each blast of bass like a prayer to something greater.
The night flickers. A tarot card lies in my hand. Hope, clarity after the darkness. And suddenly the evening seems like a promise that just wants to be kept.
The night owls hover above everything, spiralling through the darkness until they gather, center themselves, land.
The bass becomes deeper, the movements more fluid, the moment brighter. Bodies twitch, turn, surrender - as if the movement itself contains the answers to questions that have not been asked for a long time.
And between all this: fine needles, concentrated silence. Tattoos emerge in time, fleeting encounters carve themselves into the skin. Small symbols, small vows, small truths that remain when everything else has long since faded away.
Twilight World - Quattro T.
Techno, trance, tarot & tattoos.
30.08. - Elipamanoke Leipzig