Zerø

S̤̈Ï̤R̤̈Ë̤N̤̈'S̤̈ N̤̈Ï̤G̤̈Ḧ̤T̤̈ "How fair her face, yet eyes are hollow. She left long ago for a place called Tomorrow. No one recalls her name, save I in sorrow. Maybe we'll meet in a place called Tomorrow. Rose-hued lines, the pills she'd swallow. Bestowed unto me on my quest for Tomorrow. Her voice it calls, and I yearn to follow- To sleep this day and wake up in Tomorrow." ----------------------------------------------------------------------- A restless creature of the night, the quiet Zerø uses art as her escapism of a world that has forgotten about her. Her frequent outtings in the neon city are unnoticed as she clings to the inbetweens of buildings, spraying tags and art along the brick and concrete. Her art became more intricate and thus noticable by the community around her, and soon was held as one of the best street artists around.