The setting sun, with its fierce radiance, illuminates the fading image of the rosy clouds.
The moon embraces the boundless fragrance, trading it for the night's serenity.
When will your gaze no longer burn so brightly?
When will your silhouette no longer look so forlorn?
Two fates are bound together by a chain,
but the key is in our own hands.
Who says the sunset is hidden by the moon's profile?
Who says the moon cannot shine without the sunset?
As day gives way to night, the two reflect one another.
Only gentle light remains, neither fierce nor fragrant.
It is a profound blending,
another kind of hope.
It is both an ending and a beginning.
At least there is no sorrow,
at least there is no more confusion.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Please do not imitate.
This cover? Won't he be banned?