The frustration is walking. The eternal path that lasts everywhere. Circumstances like grinning without an end combine the power to freak people out. Continue walking without a hit of a goal. When can I relax? Can you take it easy?

"Maricana, you're not well"

"That's right, Dear Calci Rust. Maricana is a wild type of man who feels pain walking with his lords."

"Yes!? Really, Maricana?

"No, not like that"

"Mr. Maricana's ideal seems to be to run through the meadows with a lion."

What is it? Is it appropriate?