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¢нσι ѕαη [ѕα∂ αυ] - ℓα ¢αяяєтєяα

¢нσι ѕαη [ѕα∂ αυ] - ℓα ¢αяяєтєяα

Down the road of sadness, darkness, abyss, and blankness. In the certain point of time where the mixture of the winds and temperature play along which send shivers down his spine. By the middle of the lonely place stood a man lost in his trail. Walking... and walking... as if he is finding a path to take.

The abyss around San leads him into a place unknown to him. Where he looks around to see a road, la carretera. A la carretera which will lead him into a light rather than this dark space he walks in.

Lost in the corners, alone in the woods, lonely, and friendless; that has been his life. In a circle of life where he circulates through the kinds of struggles and unwillingness of him. He was tired. San is tired.

La carretera. Road they say. A road that leads into somewhere became an endless empty road where no stood but him. What do he do? Where is the path taking him?

Time has taken control, San walks alone. Lonely. Alone. Lonely. Alone. That's what's calling him. He tried looking around the road of the unknown. He opens his ears for sirens to call him somewhere he can follow. But none. It was the time.

The car he used to ride where he jumped off was long gone. Where would that car take turns? Would it go straight where it is destined to go? or Would it be zigzagged along the strings of this road.

La carretera. La carretera. A lonely road full of black and darkness. A lonely road of emptiness and alone. La carretera meaning road. Beautiful indeed when heard but lonely and lifeless when seen.

San has been taken and controlled by time. Step by step. Time by Time. The seconds he was facing. He's seeing it. The time is ticking and he needs to reach it. What is it?

He's tired of his life. He had enough of everything that's been happening and he's facing. From the ride he was riding until he went down. Has it answered his life?

Countless of times, he's been walking and walking. His life has been faced with emptiness as he took a decision. He's somewhere unknown and lost. It was his time. Time for him to find a right path where he belongs.

There, he just then realized. He was supposed to arrive somewhere he doesn't desire to be. He was in a ride where it will easily bring him into a place he unlikely wanted. He was supposed to take a easy path. However, he chose to go down. He had taken a path where he needs to walk every mile. Every step. He lost himself. He's alone. He's lonely. He's afraid in this abyss of a road.

After being tired of his life, time has taken him into a road he will follow. Time called for him to be lost and walk his way alone. Time destined him to reach the end of this road for that's where destiny brought him. Time has helped San to find it.

Slowly, with every walk, every steps he takes, he knew, he needs to walk his road to his treasure. La carretera.