Act II — PLTM
“Under the Apple Tree”
A young boy sits quietly beneath a heavy-limbed apple tree, the light of the afternoon soft around him. He holds a sunflower gently, as if it were something sacred. There is no rush, no sound only the hush of wind through the leaves and the distant warmth of memory. This is not a portrait of a moment, but of something deeper: the stillness before understanding, the quiet beginning of remembering.
Sketches of prelude to memories.