A story in broken timelines about love and loss, war, destruction and the chaotic world we live in. About misfits and the consequences of their actions."It is in our nature to destroy and create, our duality is the foundation of our civilization- the problem is when one overcomes the other. Creation, in excess, causes limitations, and thus destruction. Destruction, in excess, eliminates limitations and will cause, inevitably, more creation.The architecture of death is simple in its complexity. The foundation is always the same, undivided, unmovable, unfinished. On it, whatever is built, eventually will crack and then the gravity and time will do the rest. Life needs life to exist. Life consumes life in order to exist. In this, we used to be simple observers, in awe of the power it held over us. Eventually, from simple observers, we had the urge to be, and thus the spectrum of death became all present. Many prefer to avoid thinking about it and some are visiting the subject from time to time.Then, there are the unlucky few overwhelmed by its presence the moment they are born; and even more the moment they can piece together coherent thoughts. They start by observing the small variations in matter, the way time affects it, the technicalities of biology and geology, on a rock spinning at one thousand miles per hour in a vast, unexplored wilderness, where the presence of their god is overwhelming."