Flesh and fluid, merging in a waltz, a dance where gravity surrenders. The water knows him, a familiar trace of body, glazing his skin like honey to bee. Here, he is more than a man, he is part of something greater, where Adam’s ale becomes his truest companion. In the depths, he is unburdened, unguarded, stripped to his core. Renewed, reborn, carried by the currents of flesh, he finds a moment of magic, where man and water become one.
