Stand by · pulling the latest frames
Stand by · pulling the latest frames

An old factory, a giant of iron and concrete, bears the scars of time. Its empty spaces whisper the silence of a vanished era. A man appears, at first motionless and surrounded by shadows. He begins to dance, seeking light, sun and freedom. The rhythm of the drums accompanies him, exploding in the final phase.
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Drum Dance
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