To cradle what should not be cradled, to carry absurdity as if it were sacred, this is the silent theatre of love and loss. Between tenderness and ridicule, devotion and burden, the gesture becomes holy. Love is always like this: too heavy to hold, too precious to release, always trembling between presence and absence. The fish is no longer a fish but a mirror, showing the fear of losing what we cannot live without, and the strange intimacy of carrying it anyway. AI generated music and sound design by Hrant Khachatryan