Hé, Prométhée ! Dis-moi pourquoi je brûle...

A solitary man seeks Prometheus, chained to a rock in the desert. He addresses the man condemned to have his liver eternally devoured by vultures. The man blames the gods for having lit a devouring fire within every human: language, conscience, excess. Through his doubts and pain, he questions the burning of desire and existence.
This monologue weaves a link between ancient tragedy and modern torments, seeking in love and creation a fire that illuminates without consuming. Tell me why I burn…