Anything no place, there is that you have put a small scratch.
Scratch wearing in a straight line to make a nail.
Did not counting the elapsed time, what was the number of times that I passed this place, I can not remember anymore.
Though I, is the number going stacked little by little, gave me a trivial sense of accomplishment.
Meaning I'd be without, it's had become to support.
When there, when I passed the place, it was noticed that the wound of the mountain is gone.
And think whether you misunderstood the place, I was walking around the world exactly the same black color, it did not come true to find finally. Certain things I wanted. Wanted to support those that do not change. Shoot the obvious way, actually the a very difficult wish I know. People break what you put. Food is rotten metal rust. City culture twist on behalf. It is not necessarily uniform forever even at the national and civilization. The Tatte not this black world, and put out Heading what does not change truly is anyway extremely difficult. I would hope still. Precisely because after all was over. There are many things to do. Whether the people who disappeared went to where. Is it instead can make the lost buildings. Now that was imminent, and to do the water and food procurement. May not be a direct causal between their behavior goals and "no change things." However, if it is not there it's different should greatly. When it is different from where you do not know I might disappear trivial scratches mountain. Even in such a black color of the world, there are things that can be reliably counted. That you get that commitment, there is absolutely meaningless. So.
翻訳されて、しばらくお待ちください..
