All sufferings in this world have condensed into a giant fire ball, slowly rising from the ground, shining on this parched land eternally. They cross the earth barefoot, from west to east, and back at the origin. Every step they take, they have to endure the pain of being burnt underfoot. Scalding, cracking. Layers of blisters are trampled and redeveloped. One of them dies on the journey. Another grows. In the circle of life and death, they march on for eternity.