War

A tangled form of wire and steel, this figure is both human and inhuman - its body a chaos of twisted metal, its head a crown of confusion, its limbs stretched into fragile stilts of instability. It is a soldier without armor, a ghost without peace, a machine of destruction masquerading as flesh.

The wires, snarled and suffocating, are the scars of conflict - the fragmentation of identity in the face of violence. The hollow chest speaks of emptiness where humanity once lived, while the spindly legs evoke the fragility of survival, balancing precariously on the ruins of existence.

“WAR” is not a triumphant monument, but a haunting silhouette: a reminder that war does not sculpt heroes - it distorts, dismantles, and leaves behind figures of broken steel and silent screams.