With slow tiresome steps, he walked in the place he had walked countless times before. The gauntness of it however, had never bothered him as much as it did now. That was because the quiet emptiness had never before reflected his own being, quite so clearly. Now it was impossible to ignore. He was as lifeless as the bare ground he walked on. Just like the sand that was momentarily thrust up in the air when his heavy boots struck its surface, his actions too, were forced and merely responsive. He was a being, animated only by the duty bestowed upon him.

Matthias Laurenti spends his whole life searching for it, in everything and everyone. What exactly ‘it’ is however, he does not know, despite having felt, on several occasions that the answer, the reveal of that which always eludes him, the satisfaction of his incomprehensible hunger, was only just around the corner. In every new experience, he feels its presence lingering, seemingly only just out of sight, at the pinnacle of the moment, he never quite manages to reach.

Is his desperation for that which eludes him so overbearing, it prevents him from truly appreciating any given moment, or is there something far more complex, at play? Too complex to fathom even, or is the truth, just the opposite? Does Matt really not know what ‘it’ is, or is there something on a deeper, instinctual level that is simply preventing him from digging too deep? Perhaps, he is just afraid. He is only human, after all.