Katsuva Kissu

Choose your path wisely

In the clutches of a nightshift, a gravedigger speared a shovel into partially dug soil. His hands abandoned the shovel and rested onto his waistline, as he took a quick breather. His eyes walked a thin line of nighttime, scanning over the wealthiest place on planet earth. A place full of wonderful dreams that were buried unaccomplished, marvelous talents worth billions and billions of dollars, wasted by the death of their lazy owners—six-feet-beneath the earth, all those magnificent gifts rests with a scowl.