You once said that you are fed up with everything in the previous land. You would like to anchor close to the other shore, to throw yourself into its embrace at the speed beyond measurement of time. Climbing above the brink of unfamiliar language and endless landscapes, you realise that there is nothing to grasp, meanwhile you are going to lose everything from the past. You once saw the glory from the other shore, yet it was humid and hazy when you reached there eventually.