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Introduction

Brave adventurers of the new world, welcome! To define this land is impossible, for what we seek here is not yet known. To explore beyond the borders of time is our ultimate goal. We walk close to the edge of the present — watching and reflecting on what each breath brings. Here is where you will find our accounting. Please, excuse us for any lack of delicacy, for the only truth we know and report is our own.

 

Magical Bond

Alone I may be wondering in this foreign lands,
Owning to my name only what I can carry with my hands.
But all the strengh and serenity in my possesion,
Come from the magical strings that bound us together.
Whereve I go, my loves,
You are with me, and I,
With you.

Capt Plant, honestly speaking.

Morning

My toughts, my heart, my soul.. it all stops for a second.
Looks like everithing has changed.
Even I can’t see outside, I can feel it.
It’s almost morning.

Like a bird, that knows the Sun is about to come out.
Like the wind, that knows when to blow from the Sea.
Something calls me.
It’s time to go home.

What is happening?
It’s just so confusing feelings that I can not even…
It’s the bittersweat sunshine.
It’s morning, after all.

Good night.

MUSIC SUGGESTION

Music by Radio Paradise
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