The setting sun is like blood, shining diagonally on the ridge to the west of Lingxi Town. The last ray of golden light swept across the bluestone street, stretching Meng Xueqin's shadow extremely long, as if dragging her thin body into the darkness.
She was holding a bamboo basket, in which lay several newly picked "star lantern grass" plants. The grass blades glowed with a faint blue light in the dusk, as if someone had secretly hidden a handful of broken stars. The kids in the town called it "will-o'-the-wisp" and said it would suck people's souls. Meng Xueqin knew that it was just traces of spiritual light flowing in the veins of grass - she could see it, but she never dared to say it.
Concept: Aura and shadow are two sides of the same body. Only balance can last forever.