When crimson drapery becomes poetic parchment, withered branches converse with steel cubes in silent eloquence. This AW collection reinterprets natural poetry through minimalist geometry, where tree shadows cast temporal rings on cold metallic surfaces, while rust-red light spills over wool and silk pleats. Garments grow like crisp winter branches, stainless steel pedestals bearing allegories of rebirth, blooming emotional warmth within rational frames. Each silhouette whispers an unfinished love poem, listening to the heartbeat of fabric amidst wintry solitude.