I was trapped at the bottom of the frozen lake of life, and the warmth on the shore was like a ghost in another world. At the end of the thorny road on the mountain, the light that accidentally fell on the edge of the cliff brought blue flowers and the warmth of silence, allowing me to touch the crack of hope before falling. Although this redemption did not stop me, it planted a fire in the boundless darkness, allowing me to fall into eternal tranquility with the weight and warmth of life, and also made that beam of light a signpost for those who came after me.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
