Spellbound forces of hope align, amidst a vision of a starry night.
The belief in a supernatural source of evil is not necessary; men alone are quite capable of every wickedness.
Within Welt des Schlafes, the balance of human desires and fears is thrown drastically out of balance.
Insidiously, something brews in the darkest corners of Austria. Unnoticed, swept beneath the rug, it is lef to fester; to grow.
