
About This Novel
Wherever the spirit snow will go with the wind, leaving only a beautiful scene in the sky. The once-flying song of ice and fire echoes the eternal soul movement. I vaguely remember the youth of the past, as short-lived as a flash in the pan. Just like the interlacing of meteors on a winter night, they streak through the dreamlike past of you and me.
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