A light stream emanated from the engine’s wheels, and the train gave a final whistle as if the huge frame of metal and wood were sighing in grief over the souls it had to separate.

To Moses, stars were the lights God had created so that night would not swallow everything up.

The walls still enclosed his memories, but the soul had been removed.

Innocence can only be lost once.

Most people value freedom and life, but for me, it’s all worthless without my family. Existing without them would be a kind of slavery. Suffering with them, I’ll be with them forever.

Nightmarish monsters tried to trap them that restless night, but their innocent minds escaped and flew off to the world of dreams, where everything is possible and nothing lasts forever.

Once people being to hate, they stop asking questions. Stop using their brains. They just look down on other people.