Eclipse is not an album. It’s an in-between space—a place where light only exists because the darkness dares to hold it. Lioris has crafted something that isn’t meant to be listened to, but inhabited. Felt. It clings to the skin like breath on glass, it lingers between the notes like a memory you’re not sure is yours. His voice—a velvet shadow. The instruments—heavy with longing, light as a glance that never made it to a touch. I didn’t consume Eclipse. I lived inside it. And at some point, I forgot where my silence ended and his began.”
