This is a story about "coming back".
The dead come back.
Those who forget remember.
The separated people, one by one, returned to the person who liked to lie on the rocks and bask in the sun.
The sea breeze blows gently.
The moonlight shatters on the formless sea.
They stood side by side, looking into the distance.
Intention: To give us a victory that will destroy the enemy and destroy the net.