Propast

There was a party yesterday and today… The shortest day of the year. A day when even the sun does not come out. Well, maybe it hasn't come out for years. You're here in this room and you're so bad that you can't even get up. And it's not a hangover. Next to you is someone who is probably quite similar.

But before you can admit it and say aloud, it takes a bit. Almost as long as the polar night. Everything suggests that it could be such a romantic story of two unknowns. But as is the case with the love when birds disappears, the forest disappears, the air disappears. About the abyss called Depression. About finding how to see someone other than yourself. About love and hope. Of course!

The production is created as a co -production of the colony z.s. and and studies Rubin.