Victor: Amnesia

Do you remember that ancient legend?

In that barren desert stood a city.

It was a distant place, belonging to thought...

You are a traveler. You never stop walking.

Was it a war, or a revolution?

Seeing is believing? Perhaps everything before your eyes is only an illusion.

Living in a dream, losing your way again and again...

Hazy feelings, a hurried journey.

All of this was only my imagination.