A nameless heroine struggles with a persistent demon for a little serotonin.

The demon was born and raised in Exarcheia, just like her.

A brave man wants to help her.

A relationship under the fear of defeat and rebound.

A black pregnancy diary.

An inner cry of despair for the life so far, balancing between reality and disturbance.

Maybe an apology for the ultimately unfair war on the "benefactor" demon.

And all this while trying to recover from a months-long sleep.

Like when we wake up scared, thinking we are falling.

By the way, have you ever seen blue snow?