once upon a time, there was this huge fortress surrounded by a huge moat. one day, an ordinary boy saw the magnificent castle and set his sights on conquering it. time and time he tried again, using all sorts of antics ranging from launching himself over with a giant catapult, attempting to fly by using wings made of timber to even shouting himself hoarse to ask the owner to let him in.

all these went on for as long as the boy could remember, until the day he grew very tired and weary of everything. he thought to himself: "should i keep trying? if i do, will it just end up the same way as ever? i want to get inside that castle yet i'm helpless. maybe, just maybe, if i wait long enough, the drawbridge will magically lower itself and i can finally get inside."

should he wait?
maybe, just maybe.