The fires of the Jingkang Disaster consumed the Central Plains. The imperial capital fell, and the people of the southward migration carried their culture across the river.
Old friends were scattered by the storms of the world overnight.
He carried the resentments of his country and family, keeping his footing in the cracks of a chaotic age and holding fast to his principles, refusing to bend.
He was trapped in the twists and turns of his official career, his indignation undimmed, wavering between ambition and loyalty.
There was no safety in a chaotic age, and the court was rife with conflict.
They had known each other since youth, but gradually grew estranged. Their opposing stances drove them farther and farther apart.
Grudges and grievances intertwined, affection hidden beneath sharp words, the fate of their country weighing on their hearts.
They fled south to escape the turmoil, far from the familiar fires of home.
They climbed high and looked north, seeing only the vast, endless land.
In the course of a chaotic age, meeting was fate, and parting was destiny.
In the end, only the wind and moon remained as they had always been. Old friends would never meet again.
[Content Warning]
There are many secondary couples, including straight and yuri subplots. Please read with caution if that bothers you.
[A Note for Readers]
The story draws on the real historical setting of the Song Dynasty. Only some characters are fictional, and the historical background is not altered.
This is purely a work of fiction, with no intention of alluding to or denigrating any ethnic group or historical individual.
Theme: The fall of a nation sweeps ordinary lives away, while the fate of the country binds itself to the rise and fall of each person.
