"Move forward, through the storm; move forward, through the rain."
Quietly and focused, Carter sang with all his heart.
It wasn't just singing; Carter carefully felt the melody and earnestly understood the lyrics. He once couldn't comprehend, even mocked those foolish and naive dreamers. He fancied himself a realist, someone who could see through everything, predicting the future from a superior standpoint, refusing to expose his weaknesses.
As long as he didn't believe in dreams, hope wouldn't shatter.
As long as he didn't give his true feelings, emotions wouldn't be hurt.
But clearly, Carter finally understood that if you don't give, you never receive; if you do not believe, you can never solidify your faith.
