Deserted Village and Shadows

Waking up from a dream in the middle of the night, I was alone counting the wounds in my soul. For the sake of the rising sun, I had to hide my fear deeply under the cold and strong appearance of an unswerving pace. His figure was still blurry and swaying under the moonlight. The clear appearance allowed me to see a lot clearly. The scenes that I could not see a long time ago seemed to have passed for a long time, and it seemed that it had not passed... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.