Son of Mars

It's long time ago, since he put the final block on transparent wall around an apple tree. Although it's high enough so that the fox cannot see through (or more exactly: don't wanna see through), sometimes it's not easy to close the door up once for all. However, he's still going on his choice way. Day by day, he has gone far, from a green field to a wood, from a wood to a meadow, from interesting place to luxury space, from silent room of classical music to violent rhythm of rock concert. He's just like a rolling-stone . Every visited place is unique with different plant, tree, animal kind. Each place has its own beauties and characteristics. With an open-minded, it's not quite difficult for him to get familiar with new environment, enjoy an interesting, creative life actively. He saw some and learned some, understood some and got some significant points. However, sometimes he could not lie himself that it's not quite OK as it's used to be or seems to be. How far he has gone, how many places he took place, he still cannot settle down. Sometimes he tried to ask himself what is the final goal of his journey, looking for a new place, or fulfill his emptiness? looking for an old feeling or looking for a new sight? He hasn't been able to response these . Even though, he has run to fast, he could not avoid these questions. Courage is resistance to fear, mastery of fear -not absence of fear, he always realize it but mastery is another story side. Some how, it's too messy and frustrated. However, after all, he still wanna settle down, find a soft and warm cave before winter night came up. Anyway, before doing these things, the fox needs to figure out what he's looking for alone....