We are Kond

Kond is a fragile yet incredibly resilient place. Some see it as a kind of ugly little brother, while others consider it proof that we have always been here and still are to this day.

It’s a place where everything is falling apart, and yet, despite centuries of pain and suffering, it continues to live and stay awake. In its own way — as best it can, as it knows how — but it lives. And every stone in it breathes.

Some stones breathe their last, while others hold on by a thread. But the strongest stand firm — and will outlast more than one century if they are not interfered with, if no one tries to erase them from the face of the already weary earth.

And in gratitude for this, the most delicate and wonderful roses will bloom — full of beauty, the most alluring scents, hope, and love for themselves, for their own identity.

But one thing remains the most important and unshakable: to remember and not to forget who we are and where we come from.

We are Kond.