Ch.0I set out on an adventure.

Adventure.

For some, it’s a word worth dedicating their entire life to achieve, yet for others, it holds less value than a roadside pebble.

For some, it represents infinite opportunity, but for others, the end of possibility.

For some, it marks a beginning, but for others, an end.

I wanted to embark on an adventure.

The world has already been pioneered, discovered, and explored.

So perhaps no matter how far I walk, I won’t see sights that no one has ever witnessed before.

But that’s precisely why I wanted to venture out even more.

I want to see colonies of trees growing pale.

I want to grasp the desert sand that even clouds cannot reach, to preserve that sensation.

I want to walk along shores of shells weathered into sand over countless ages, capturing their sound.

I want to climb to the top of a towering tree whose summit remains invisible even with a craned neck, and lose myself in contemplation as I watch the setting sun.

I want to emerge from damp, dark caves and feel truly alive while watching the rising sun.

The grasses and flowers growing at my feet.

The pebbles and rocks weathering alongside me.

All living beings born and dying with me.

I want to remember them on my adventurous journey as I depart, pass by, and capture them.

This was my yearning, my craving, and ultimately my wish.

And today, I will finally set off on my adventure.