A Grand Dream of Immortal Heroes

A grand dream of immortal chivalry, a sword that roams the world; life and death, truth and illusion, humans, ghosts, demons, and immortals.

My beloved dances in fragrant blooms, her smile as graceful as a startled swan. She rises with wine in hand against the wind, a sword beside her beneath the moon.

Purple clouds rise in the east, leaving a name famed for ages. I admire my beauty alone, this fleeting life a dreamlike trance.

A lovely silhouette, a lifetime of love; wild waves drown life in sorrow. Hand in hand, we watch each other's tears, and gaze together at the mist, rain, and sunset glow.