Fruit Bat

Sometimes relationships are like a strange game on a tightrope: everything seems to be holding together, but one wrong step and it's no longer clear who is saving whom and who is pulling whom down. Everything is like a half-dream - whispered conversations on the stairs, resentments wrapped in tenderness, and attempts to understand where “we” ends and “I” begins.

It sounds like an internal dialogue between two creatures from different worlds - a rabbit and a reptile, warmth and cold, the desire for closeness and the fear of being caught. A fragile balance between a bite and a kiss. And somewhere in the middle of it all - a flying fox hanging upside down and pretending not to wait for dawn.