The Sun Is Immortal

What's the turbidest thing you've ever seen? The darkness, entanglement, tearing, and biting sexual sensation were like maggots on the tarsus. I fell deeply into it and stopped looking at it. Later... I forgot... One day, I woke up, and it was still dim, as if I had soaked some cotton in red wine. What happened next? Is it like the sun, sometimes it is arrogant and dazzling, sometimes it is dim and candlelight, I am tired but don't want to stop, I am defeated but still want to try. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.