Lies are the fog we wear when we meet. But on the battlefield when the fog cleared, we glimpsed the weakness and sincerity under each other's armor.
As a result, wind and rain are no longer a test, but have become our common rhythm. During the bumpy reverse journey, the two lonely planets finally broke their orbits and emitted a sole, resonant echo in the silent universe.
From then on, staying together in the same boat is no longer an option, but the only way back after souls recognize each other.
