A Rose is a Rose is a Rose... - Kovács Gerzson Péter - TranzDanz
A storm, a terrible windstorm, a hurricane sweeps the characters into space (into the present? into reality?) and then carries them even further (back to the past or perhaps into the future?), but they falter and cling (to what? each other? their memories? their desires?) and try to stay, want to stay (where? where are we exactly?).