The Silence of That Day

Perhaps from the moment we are born, our fate is already doomed. Whose handiwork and whose pleasure is the struggle and degradation of the protagonist in this puppet show? We are like ephemera, it is a great blessing to be able to save something. The pain-based music played on the stage was mixed with tiny whispers. That was a promise we failed to fulfill. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.