[Unlimited flow + modern + high latitude + ancient + fantasy + fantasy + single female protagonist + love (multiple emotional lines) + if you dream too much, write whatever you want]
She thought that maybe people were just seeds absorbing nutrients at first. Until one day, a crack quietly opened.
So, she was pushed and climbed up. Like a vine forced to climb in order to survive, it passes through clouds and territories that were once unimaginable. She is no longer an ordinary seed, but has become an almost 'concept' existence.
The peak is the cliff. Stay grand and drain yourself of emotion. The moment when the light reaches its extreme, it is also the prelude to running towards the abyss. The fall was not a sudden collapse, but more like a silent avalanche. The vast divine movement was stripped away from her body and returned to nothingness.
She kept falling, and what fell back was still the cracked seed. Only this time, what she absorbed was the wind, the gravel, and the sum total of everything in the world.
[The work originated from last night's dream, and the entire introduction to the work is a gift in return for this beautiful dream]
Purpose: To accept one's own contradictory qualities and ultimately achieve balance.