Adam and Eve stand at the edge of Eden, long forgotten by the world. They are not here to beg, or to explain. They are just tired—tired of the earth, and tired of living among people who have forgotten where they came from. Since the day they ate the fruit, everything changed. The world became heavier, louder, harder. They have walked through cities, seen war, greed, and love that fades too fast. They are not just tired of time and dust— they are tired of the noise, the pain, the people who keep moving farther from the light. Now, they stand in silence. Feet on earth, hearts reaching for the sky. And they whisper: “We gained knowledge, but lost peace. We saw too much, and forgot how to rest. Oh, Garden of the Beginning—open again, if not to our bodies, then to our dreams.” There is no anger in them now. Only a quiet desire: to return. Not to the past, but to the place before time, to their true home.