A Cloud Hairpin, an Inch of Mountains and Rivers

Look, no one thought they were wrong. Everyone wanted to keep moving forward, and everyone thought they could hold on a little longer. Just a little longer, and they'd see what they wanted to see and get what they wanted.

But by the end, the story felt like a joke. They'd all managed it, and yet they were all laughing inside. They didn't even know who they were laughing at. Maybe someone else. Maybe themselves.

Look, the past cannot be reclaimed, and fate cannot be foretold.

Look, amid the teeming masses and the clamor of the world, it all comes down to clouds gathering and dispersing…