No one hears them. Their cry, their rage remains muffled. But what do they want to tell us?
Each of them has something to say, but it is never heard.
Their message remains deaf. So they scream. Loudly. As loud as they can. The water holds back the sounds. And their message with it.
Underwater, their expression is free. Nothing hinders them, not even gravity. Their bodies, their entire souls express themselves without constraint.
It is up to the visitor to imagine and interpret the meaning of each cry, of each expression.
The stroll through all these deaf messages.
Will they be heard?