At the edge of a hidden valley, a lone traveller discovers a landscape of breathtaking, untouched beauty. He camps on the rim, promising himself he’ll explore tomorrow. But tomorrow never comes. There’s always another task, another distraction, another reason to wait.
As days slip into seasons, others find the valley. Some come to marvel, others to plunder. And still the traveller waits; watching and delaying while the Eden below is exploited and abused.
Come the Fall is a lyrical, unsettling meditation on procrastination, lost chances, and the quiet tragedy of standing still while the world moves on. A modern fable about how life isn’t stolen, it’s simply spent.