SKYTOS

Annotation

In seclusion, in the rhythm of the land, where trees guide the gaze and silence comes before prayer. The architecture walks with the landscape – it does not stand out, it listens. The paths lead slowly, as if inviting you to pause. And inside, beneath the dome: golden reflections of the saints, and light pouring from the crown of the King. The liturgy of space. A presence that does not bind – only accompanies.