It's evening already the setting sun pours peach-colored light onto this land contrasting with soft lilac clouds minute after minute the light gets dimmer deep in the grassy mountains of some country never existent on the map the light house stands for centuries centuries before you it stood for centuries after you will it stay you were living here for the last seven years with your beautiful wife away from society and its sinful existence nothing bothers you anymore for you have finally found peace within yourself the sun has finally bid its adieu the moon greets you at last along with its myriad of stellar children illuminating the plains you are walking through you are finally back with some game you traded from the local villagers your adorable lass greets you back home embracing your tired and scraped body "What a time to be alive..." - you think to yourself dream on, my child away from everything away from everyone for our life is nothing but a dream