Anatolian Weapons

*2025 stock. 50 copies limited edition* The sea knocks on the doors of your unconscious. Wait, it is not something real, it has no chemical trait vaguely similar to water. Rather, it is a metallic fluid, a sea of liquid mercury stretching along the shell of a parallel planet. In this place, floating lights have fun switching off, reigniting, they strengthen generating, emitting electrical discharges of different intensities. In the immersion, the metallic fluid plays as a mind mirror, lights are memory traces, the descent into depths is a fragmented journey in lysergic apnoea, you emerge getting the old oxygen of reality.