Poetry of Love and Sea

["Tong Ai" fan fiction, original two heroines] When a devout believer who is resigned to the situation clenches his fist for the first time to protect the one he cherishes. When the arrogant and unyielding angry soul learns to use the pen as a sword in the Blood and Tears Factory. Helen and Jane Eyre They were thrown into the rust cage of the industrial revolution by fate, but they stole the fire from the dust and exploitation. From the cloisters of Lowood to the courts of London, from the gloom of the textile mills to the morning light of the women's colleges. They use unyielding friendship as the boat and awakened will as the sail Real salvation does not come from God's mercy, but from one's own clasped hands and another pair of hands that will never let go. This is a war song for all lonely souls. Dedicated to the deep sea, to the fire, to all those who decide to create the dawn with their own hands.