Are You Here, Anyte?

A figure wanders the still corridors of a museum, beneath the faded gaze of ancient statues. A young Roman is entombed in the ritual of remembering. Through fragments of Latin, Ancient Greek, and breathless silence, his voice summons the lost — seen through the eyes of the wanderer, unfolding as a liturgy of absence, an elegy whispered across centuries. In the stillness between languages, a self vanishes and another begins.