[𝗦𝗘𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 𝗩𝗜: 𝗥—𝗘, 𝗖𝗢𝗗𝗘 𝟲𝟰𝗕𝗗𝗔𝗔𝗗𝟰] 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗣𝗜𝗘𝗥𝗖𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗜𝗡𝗖𝗔𝗟𝗘𝗦𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗘𝗦 𝗪𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗜𝗡𝗢𝗥𝗗𝗜𝗡𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗟𝗬 𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗙𝗨𝗟.

𝗙𝗿𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗮𝗴𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗴𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗴𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘆: “We need freedom, we need freedom, we need freedom.” Heretofore, I heard nothing more afterwards. Similar as an abominable dreaming, I awoke yet inside wounded state, the proposition which I had fabricated vanished alike shingle beneath tough breakers. Never-ending gloominess upon destruction surrounds each stride I acquire. ‘Till I no longer comprehend what I shall evolve-from.