Water Morbidity/IV.

It appeared unnoticed, without breaking through like a storm, without leaving a loud trace. At first—just a slight shift, a barely perceptible presence, a faint hint of what was to come. But day by day, it delved deeper, filling the space, weaving itself into delicate connections, becoming an inseparable part of something it never belonged to.

Its nature was foreign—it was neither an enemy nor a friend, just a force moving along the contours of form, claiming space, enveloping it in its invisible shroud. It knew no mercy, but neither did it harbor malice. Its growth was relentless, and its purpose simple: to take its place, to become part of the whole, to dissolve within it, leaving behind only emptiness. It had no face, no voice, yet its presence grew heavier with time. It did not fight, yet it always prevailed.

This work reflects the final stage of an unequal merging, where the boundaries between the body and the uninvited guest fade away. Once an alien presence, it now permeates the very foundation of life, embedding itself deeper, disrupting former rhythms and orders. The knots change, the mechanisms weaken, and existence itself turns into a slow, steady flow, devoid of struggle.

There is no panic here, no despair—only the quiet, inexorable closeness of two forces, one losing itself, the other reaching its end. This is a story of merging, of acceptance, of a slow fading away, where two beginnings remain together until the very end.