Layra is a spectre of the past. A chiromancer witch born in an undetermined region of Europe, seven centuries ago; she could read people’s destiny by observing, only for a few minutes, their hands. Condemned and killed by the inquisition court, Layra, maybe for a moking joke of fate, maybe in obedience to a mysterious nameless being’s will, was awaked and imprisoned in a cybernetic post-limbo. Now Layra is an operative system, a space beyond all places. Layra is standstill.