When the reality plays through everything seems quite thorough until another waves of unknown sweep us off our feet as those leaves by autumn
When we saw enough movies not everything seems that unreleastic Heros or bastards, live or die Could I really stand up tall in those situations? Don't know, really don't know as snowflakes presented by winter
One feels at home when facing a similar situation as before as experience smells the comfortness from flowers of spring One also gets excited when it comes to scramble in a hurry as those who chase dizziness of summer swirling We love to be certain as season comes in turn but we are also itchy to stand up to the unknown every twist in the season of surprises