In them the hours spent locked up

 Cutting maps to fit the story. Traveling piece by piece. From sea to sea. From land to land. Buried secrets of each story. Cut by rivers. Stagnant in the lakes. In them the hours spent locked up. This is how the moment of the hours remained. Where they are always in their thirst.

Palimpseste sur painting. Mirror Sub-Irrealism. Random intratextuality.