The time will come and you will understand. Time is sand flowing between your fingers. Matter is just condensed light. Life is a second between inhalation and exhalation. You are written in the Book of Fates even before your first cry. And no matter what you do, nothing can be changed. There is only one thing left to find out - who exactly signed you up? Who is he, the Chronicler of the Place of Dreams? Find out and ask him questions.