We are in search of a lucid depth of clarity! The kind, that invariably tends to abscond us even in the least disquieted streets of the urban quotidian. Hunkered down in an icy coated forest, the ambivalence of raw emotions being carried by the wind overhead, explodes into a canopy of barren trees… creating a cacophony of howling, rattling, snapping sounds… With bated breath under the cloak of a velvety night sky, we wait for the final death throes of Autumn… to pass.