What if madness were the price of happiness?

A man is slowly slipping out of the world. His job, his routines, his sense of self, all unraveling. Only one thing remains: an obsession with a woman who might be real... or merely dreamt. She returns, night after night, ever-shifting, ever-elusive. She knows him better than he knows himself.

As the boundaries between reality and reverie begin to blur, strange figures emerge , forgotten archetypes, as if escaped from an ancient deck of cards. He recognizes them without knowing why. Is it possible to awaken while falling?

L'Ang