We were born of the night.
In it we live, in it we will die.
But the light will be tomorrow for most.
For all those who today weep in the night,
For those denied the day,
For those for whom death is a gift,
For those forbidden to live.
For all, the light, for all, everything.
For us, pain and anguish.
For us, joyful rebellion.
For us, the future denied.
For us, insurgent dignity.
For us, nothing.
A pixel art series that explores the feeling that we fail our children, the feeling of not knowing how to hold their gaze and explain the chaotic world we are leaving them.