What was the start of all this?
When did the cogs of fate begin to turn ?
Perhaps it is impossible to grasp that answer now.
From the deep within the flow of time...
But.for a certainty. back then.
We loved so many, yet hated so much.
We hurt others and were hurt ourselves...
Yet even then, we ran lik the wind.
Whilst our loughter echoed.
Under cerulean skies...