WhiteDreamProject

Twelve years ago, we were in a terrible accident.

Since then, we forgot how to dream and
spent every day simply struggling to survive.

>But long before that accident, our hearts had already died.

That death was even greater than the
wounds the accident left behind—

because we had lost something precious: our pride.

To reclaim that pride, we keep moving
forward, day after day,

together with our dearest companions,

until our bodies can move no more.

Forever, and ever, and ever.