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She came from nothingness and fell into the mortal world.
The road was long and there was no end in sight, so she kept walking forward. In the past she thought she had no past. Only later did she learn that others were remembering the past for her.
Someone planted a seed on the road, squatted in front of the soil and patted the ground flat. Someone opened his palm and held out something tiny. She lowered her head and looked at it for a long time, not because it was valuable, but because it was the first time someone had handed it to her.
She didn't answer. The other party didn't take it back either. The two of them just stood there frozen, the wind making the shadows on the ground sway a few times.
Later she learned to pick up.
She is always learning. Learn to put people in your heart without being weighed down by that weight. Also learn to let go and keep walking.
Later she traveled to many places. I have seen people wait for an old thing all their lives, wait until their hair turns gray, then turn those days into a handful of ashes and give them to another person. I have seen someone guarding a tree from a sapling to a tree that blocks out the sky and the sun.
I have also seen some people whose destiny is nailed down from birth and will not survive a certain age. But they are still alive, so serious that they don't look like they are waiting to die. She watched from a distance and did not step forward. Later, when I got closer, I still didn't say anything. Just to accompany you.
She looks at gods, looks at mortals, and sees all kinds of fate and regrets in the world. In the long solitude, I slowly understood what sentient beings are and where they belong.
Later, she became a light in other people's stories, and her life became a path.
There is a time to meet and a time to part. Time is light, but the word "remember" has the heaviest weight.
The wind is still blowing.
She is still walking.
The heroine without CP｜Unit group portrait｜Tender and melancholy｜Lyric line drawing｜Shinto human regret
Intention: A god who does not understand human feelings walks into the mortal world and uses his eternal lifespan to accompany the people in the world through their short lives.