Imagine standing in an endless, profound silence, somewhere between the sky and the earth. There’s no sound—only an invisible tension that vibrates through the air. Black birds, motionless, sit upon the rails of a building. Their gazes are fixed on something far beyond, something unknown. In this moment, where words are absent, everything screams in silence. Why do these birds stand like this? Are they waiting for something? Perhaps, just as they see the boundary between the sky and the earth...