Humans are a very magical life form. Even if there are many similar people, we will often feel lonely. Maybe it is the bustling night market downstairs but you are watching cigarettes flickering silently by the window upstairs, or maybe it is completely silent and you are looking at the sky full of stars. The undulations of the lake reflected in my eyes, maybe I was looking at the sky connected to the ground in some windy wilderness, laughing wildly, running faster than the wind. Every sleepless night, my thoughts were like melting ice water on the snowy mountains, passing through every corner of my mind.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
