Linh & Eclipses; his striking eyes, an onyx rimmed by a halo. It commands attention as it gazes into the distance. A soul that sucks in your fears, desires, & sense of self, rendering you into a shell of what you're supposed to be because that is what you are to him : nothing. Despite his kind gestures. In spite of hxs attentive listening. H?s gaze is not acknowledgement.

Linh's ( he / hx / h? / hymn ) main concept is the 'Peak of Humanity' the subsequent destruction & creation of it. We see this in real life, with our technological advancement rising in a new era in less than half a century, but with it the steady death of the arts ( i.e. the expression of humanity ), our plague on the natural world, & religious blasphemy. Linh's case is a personal, smaller rendition.