This boy is making sandcastles br that tower over his head. br Great golden piles of joy br an imaginery empire created. br Delicately balanced piles br finely detailed towers br Sweat, hope and his very heart br have gone into this creation. br br One wrong move, br a single gust of wind, br sends these castles of sand br tumbling heavily down. br Now this boy is drowning br under cascading piles of sand. br He tries to hold it up, br to save his very soul work br yet the sand keeps slipping through his fingers. br br He must pull himself out br Save himself from a bitter end br and move away from these troubled lands br to start his empire anew.