“I want to come back as moss, so I can cling to the tree forever.”

Moss was born from a period of personal stagnation, where the weight of a loss felt like a physical presence I couldn’t shake. This film is my attempt to visualize that “clinging”—the desperate, beautiful, yet suffocating way we hold onto those who are gone. By blending Taiwanese traditions with a modern ghost story, I wanted to explore the moment when love stops being a comfort and starts becoming a cage. This isn’t just a story about death; it’s about the violent, necessary act of reclaiming one’s own life.