01 / THE LABYRINTHΛΑΒΥΡΙΝΘΟΣ
ICARUS
The distance between
man and sun.
If freedom has a ceiling,
is it freedom?
02 / THE WINGS ΠΤΕΡΑ
His father gave
him wings.
And a limit.
FEATHER / WAX / A WAY OUT
03 / BETWEEN SEA AND SUN ΠΟΝΤΟΣ
Not too low.
Not too high.
Even the sky had its rules.
04 / HIGHER ΥΨΟΣ
If freedom has
a ceiling,
is it freedom?
ΕΛΕΥΘΕΡΙΑ
05 / THE SUN ΗΛΙΟΣ
For a moment,
nothing held him.
WAX MELTS. WILL DOES NOT.
06 / THE FALL ΠΤΩΣΙΣ
History remembers the fall.
It rarely remembers the flight.
He flew anyway.
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