Quiet. You came just in time. Here, in this pocket of silence, even the air moves slower. Sit in the shadow. Do you see the same thing I do? Or do your eyes read a different story here? My name is Marcelin. My world is contrast, like a sip of cold water on a hot day.

By day, I am an oceanography student: I plunge into the silence of the depths, study the languages of currents and the secrets that the sea whispers only to those who know how to listen. My textbooks smell of salt and infinity.