This is a story about the essence, genuine and false. “Emptiness.” The all-consuming whiteness completely enveloped the confused man, representing the only reality available to him. Driven by an invisible breeze, the clouds drew bizarre patterns layered on the airy canvas..." The story is that each of us is a creator and a destroyer, a fugitive and a warrior, a genius and a fool, that each of us is lost until he finds himself .“...Parting apart, the extraordinary drawings created the illusion of discovery. As if, by looking behind them, you can understand the secret of his imprisonment..." The plot is about cyclicality, about the fact that all our experiences, values and revelations have already happened a thousand times and will continue to occur in the future. "... The curtain will open, and on the magical stage there will be answers to everything questions that concern him, but no matter how much he searched, behind the snow-white cover there was only a series of new ones hidden..." This is a story about everything at once and about nothing in particular, a story where everyone can see their truth. This is a story about a foggy... cycle! p>