If the sky presses me, it will pierce the sky; if the earth restrains me, it will crush the earth. We were born free, who dares to be above me? A journey to the west, a catastrophe from heaven, a sky full of gods and Buddhas, each with their own evil intentions. Who is the saint in the vast land? I will sing alone when I step through the wilderness.
Reader comments
It's a bit like Journey to the West, and it feels like it's a tribute to a classic. Highly recommended
It's a bit like Journey to the West, and it feels like it's a tribute to a classic. Highly recommended