It is as deserted as red burning scattered clear sand, with heavy flames and scattered feathers. There are only a few wild geese patrolling, half chattering and half singing.
Soothing and cold, my heart is filled with chills. Just a moment away, it is ethereal, like a thousand descriptions, like you, like me, never going back to the beginning.
Intention: How much you pursue in life, how much you can remember in the end, you can always figure it out at the end