We desired to reach a thousand miles. But as far as supply goes, this was only as far as we could roam. We had plans and dreams as one, only to be lost in the crevices of our earth. Was it the earthquake’s fault? What had we been defeated to? Our plans and dreams seem to have dropped altogether into the crust, then mantle, and soon, the core of everything.

Enough of “ours” and “we’s”. That was long gone. I cannot lose myself to natural diasters.