They are brothers, sleeping under a purple sky pricked with firefly stars. Sometimes they go hunting, peering into wells for monsters, diving for mermaids, waiting hours for the last brown spider. Where one boy goes, another follows.
This is the story before the sun sets, before one boy goes and leaves the other behind. Their names are maybe Denver, maybe Karlo, Their names do not matter. They are every boy who ever had a brother, who found out alone that fireflies die and mermaids never lived.
These are memories, a gift, one brother to another, for every child who ever found the key to fairyland, and every man who tried to find his way back.
Location: Philippines | Photographer: Geric Cruz | Website: gericcruzphoto.weebly.com