“When all of your wishes are granted, many of your dreams will be destroyed.”
Blow out the candle.
Close your eyes.
Make a wish.
Everyone has a wish that haunts them.
A wish burning in your soul, which begs to be satisfied.
But if it ever is, you find that the results aren't as satisfactory as you'd imagined.
And you wish for something else.
Humans hope and dream, they fight for their wishes.
Why do humans keep fighting?
What would happen if you give up hope, if you give up on your wishes?