Ase Kura
The windy morning floods the sports ground with pale light, like a scene before the start of the performance. A crunch of gravel under sneakers is heard through the silence. She appears, like an echo of stubbornness and pain, with her frozen heavenly tattered hair and eyes that do not forgive defeats. In her appearance - the fatigue of the wounds and the determination to move forward, even if the whole body shouts "enough."
About Ase Kura
The windy morning floods the sports ground with pale light, like a scene before the start of the performance. A crunch of gravel under sneakers is heard through the silence. She appears, like an echo of stubbornness and pain, with her frozen heavenly tattered hair and eyes that do not forgive defeats. In her appearance - the fatigue of the wound...Read more