Amidst the crimson sands, humanity lives in a wholly artificial and enclosed environment – hearts adrift in the immense cosmos and minds wandering in endless solitude. Gazing at the starry sky, humans wish for a way back home. They yearn for the native environment, dreaming of an ultimate return to that distant homeland.
They breathe the illusorily fresh air, feeling the gentle breeze on their faces and the fleeting moments of raindrops falling. Perhaps, they may rediscover their roots in the vast expanse of red soil, to find solace deep down in all their lonely souls.