The Wilderness is waiting for the new residents it deserves. Speaking of residents, this kindhearted landlord is almost never picky about anyone.

The Wilderness is waiting for the new residents it deserves. Speaking of residents, this kindhearted landlord is almost never picky about anyone.

The Wilderness is waiting for the new residents it deserves. Speaking of residents, this kindhearted landlord is almost never picky about anyone.

The Wilderness is waiting for the new residents it deserves. Speaking of residents, this kindhearted landlord is almost never picky about anyone.

The Wilderness is waiting for the new residents it deserves. Speaking of residents, this kindhearted landlord is almost never picky about anyone.

The Wilderness is waiting for the new residents it deserves. Speaking of residents, this kindhearted landlord is almost never picky about anyone.

The Wilderness is waiting for the new residents it deserves. Speaking of residents, this kindhearted landlord is almost never picky about anyone.

The Wilderness is waiting for the new residents it deserves. Speaking of residents, this kindhearted landlord is almost never picky about anyone.

The Wilderness is waiting for the new residents it deserves. Speaking of residents, this kindhearted landlord is almost never picky about anyone.

The Wilderness is waiting for the new residents it deserves. Speaking of residents, this kindhearted landlord is almost never picky about anyone.

Everybody has to walk on that path, the path that leads to paradise and graveyard. But we will remember this day, and never feel lonely.
The jokes from a knight, the special, touching moments for the orphans, a break from a long journey ... and there's more.

Winds of spring blow across the new soil and sweep across the pond.

Winds of spring blow across the new soil and sweep across the pond. Its destination is the green riverbank, where the blossoming roses await.

Buildings rise, and buildings fall. The wheels of time continue to carry the town going forward.

In the waves of noise, people find their inner peace here.

The river tells the history of a country.

The river tells the history of a country. The booming sound of the steam age is carried downstream, along with the industrial waste that comes with it.

Buildings rise, and buildings fall. The wheels of time continue to carry the city going forward. The memories of the city will be long hidden within.

In the waves of noise, people find their inner peace here. This is the "philosophy of life."

The fungus creeps up and infects the new soil.

The fungus creeps up and infects the new soil, sparing no living thing.

Hush! Don't look at the lake, don't wade in either...

Hush! Don't look at the lake, don't wade in either... Lastly, watch your back.

Blood stains, split branches, a torn shirt... Who knows what happened to the chainsaw?

Blood stains, split branches, a torn shirt... Who knows what happened to the chainsaw? What's that smell? Could it be that... the fuel tank cap isn't on?

Fresh meat and traps—shortcuts are the best way to lure prey...

Fresh meat and traps—shortcuts are the best way to lure prey... Unfortunately, wild animals know this just as well.

In the distant snowy plains, the snow melts into water and joins the river to flow over the pebbled riverbed since the dawn of time.

In the distant snowy plains, the snow melts into water and joins the river to flow over the pebbled riverbed since the dawn of time.

Mists shroud the place, yet there are endless insights for the faithful here.

Mists shroud the place, yet there are endless insights for the faithful. Where the sacred figures are gathered, Rama's deeds will long be held dear.

Oh, the river! All detailed histories tell of this place.

All detailed histories of the river tell of this place. Following this, the darkness consumes the light of the beautiful lamps.

All detailed histories of the river tell of this place. Following this, the river and the beautiful lamps all flow towards their collective doom.

At the root of all things, dryness parches every grain of sand and rock. This place was once blessed by prayer and Fate.

Dwelling in a distant sea, as beautiful as a mother of pearl. Shh... It's enjoying this moment of silence and serenity.

Dwelling in a distant sea, as beautiful as a mother of pearl. Shh... It's enjoying this moment of silence and serenity.

Here you may rest, here you may converse... To seek the home of reason, one must be as pure as the truth.

Here you may rest, here you may converse... To seek the home of reason, one must be as pure as the truth.

The soul's shell has fallen here forevermore.

The soul's shell has fallen here forevermore.

The rolling waves crashed down upon it like doves.

The rolling waves crashed down upon it like doves.

The sky's mirror is also the ship's veil.

The sky's mirror is also the ship's veil.

Drip-drop—the pulse of greenery vibrates ceaselessly within the earth.

Stinky boots, canned food, beer, and hope... it pulls the carriage, back and forth between towns and deserts.

Upon the soil bathed in scorching sunlight, people have finally lit the first torch.

Upon the soil bathed in scorching sunlight, people have finally lit the first torch, with footsteps stirring like flocks of sparrows taking flight.

Hush, before the sun licks the dew away...

Hush, before the sun licks the dew away, before the sands lose their way and return...

The earth split in two, the sea banished to a corner of the world.

The earth split in two, the sea banished to a corner of the world, tiny beings follow the trail.