Coelum
A
place to reflect
Coelum
A
place to reflect
Coelum
A small, isolated island,
to the west of Vstreet.
Often, but not always,
engulfed in dense fog.
Some say it is haunted,
others visit and return
with a different perspective.
It is a place at the outermost
limits of virtual reality,
where time is paused to allow reflection
and escape from the rollercoaster of life.
At the center is a pond
and one simple dwelling with one plain,
3 paneled door with no windows.
Listen to the trees, they whisper.
A small, isolated island, to the west of Vstreet.
Often, but not always, engulfed in dense fog.
Some say it is haunted, others visit and return with a different perspective.
It is a place at the outermost limits of virtual reality, where time is paused to allow reflection
and escape from the rollercoaster of life.
At the center is a pond and one simple dwelling with one plain, 3 paneled door with no windows.
Listen to the trees, they whisper.
Mother nature is not happy.
As a species, we need to modify
our behaviour or face the consequences.
We need to take immediate action and
halt the man induced destruction
of our beautiful planet.
It is our ONE and ONLY home.
We need to listen to the messengers.
Listen to the trees, they whisper.
Mother nature is not happy.
As a species, we need to modify our behaviour or face the consequences.
We need to take immediate action and halt the man induced destruction of our beautiful planet.
It is our ONE and ONLY home.
We need to listen to the messengers.
Listen to the trees, they whisper.