Pride is our original sin, the deepening of sin is our destiny, dying alone is our common destiny, holding the hand of our son and growing old together is our extravagant hope.
The threads of fate slowly eat away at us, forming a cocoon that ultimately binds us throughout our lives.
The road ahead is so difficult, and we are constantly making choices at the crossroads of destiny. We who are struggling on the edge of life and death every day, can we really go home and knock on the door we haven't seen for a long time?