Storm clouds may block the sun, and the night can fall so hard it hides the moon and stars, but the Blooming Beacon never dims.
Its light will never die as long as there is hope in the world. And no...
People live and die, as countless as stars in the sky.
As fleeting as foam in water...
Why are we brought into the world, only to depart so quickly?
On a cosmic scale, our lives flash by in the blink...