alea iacta est

I find Wolf relaxed laying in an empty white room, playing with some dices.

He keeps them rolling, watch them how they bounce…bounce through my head.

An unmeasured span of life i watch him, watch the dices, falling, rolling, wobbling.

Will they ever stop?, i ask him.

They will, one day, when you arrive your Destination…

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