Prologue (The Rivers of Time)

Time... it flows like a river. The speed is cruel yet true, it enslaves us like a mule. And yet no one is able to stop it nor will able to. But the speed of time is different for each person.

It is impossible to forget the memories of our younger days...

The light that reflects upon the river of time, is a true friendship. Like time, we move, like the river. Even though we wish to stop, the river of time forces us to move on and on, till the time has run out for each of us...
Each day we get older, we are more attached to the memories of our younger days.

The growth of us can be seen on the surface of the river's water. Love for one another grows stronger and firmer by time.

Time can change anything in this world but it can never change our memories.