I will never be like the heroine in the novel, as if this world was created for me. There is someone who loves me, someone who understands me very well. I have the luck to save myself from danger, or I have beauty or wisdom, and I am sought after by others. None of these seem to exist. Even if my parents love me, they don't understand me. Even if my partner understands me, he can't understand me. Most of what I want in life, I can't get because there is nothing in this world. Sometimes I'm lucky enough to just sit and leave my back to the world, leaving room to see the distant mountains.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
