To a world yet to be seen.

We are driven by our days and bound by time. The voice of a small flower blooming on the side of the road. The voices of animals living in the forest. Have we been trampling on the sadness and bitterness of creatures that cannot express their emotions without knowing it? At last, even the sun, which shines its light, has been trapped. And things that are melting away little by little... We pretend not to notice the changes. When a new life sprouts once again Will it be repeated? The door has been opened. Perhaps now is the time to act. To the world we have yet to see. 『まだ見ぬ世界へ。』 私達は、日々に追われ時間に縛られている。 道端に咲いている小さな花の声。 森に棲んでいる動物の声。 感情を表に出せない、生き物たちの悲しみや、苦しさも知らずいつの間にか、踏みつぶしていたのだろうか。 とうと...View all