Some prophecies began with the creation of the world.
Some people are born to meet each other and then get entangled.
They were supposed to be two dark rivers that would never meet.
Until the tortoise shell appeared, they were forced to walk together. The mechanisms in the tomb did not hurt anyone, but only reflected the deepest obsessions of people's hearts - some saw immortality, some saw old friends, and some saw their long-forgotten desires.
Love is the sword, life is the sheath. This journey is destined to end in blood and tears.
[This is my first time trying to write a novel. If I didn't write well, please leave comments. ]
Purpose: adventure, growth