A Play with Blank Cartridges

That boy was young and reckless, confined to a remote corner of a mountain village. He yearned for the colorful world beyond, for the vastness of it all, and was determined to go out and make his mark.

Yet one day, the boy would become a middle-aged man weathered by life's hardships. Only then would he realize that no matter where he was, there was never enough room for the distant places he longed to see.

Young man in white, did someone accompany you as you grew up, or did the years leave you covered in wounds?

I'll pour you a cup of wine, in tribute to a soul that will always burn bright, stay true, and remain forever young.