Sheath Center

She was originally a magic weapon tempered by meteorite iron from the sky. She was a human being with a sharp edge that could penetrate all things. The masks worn by the world are like child's play in front of her... Hypocrisy, greed, cowardice, all are hidden. But these eyes that can see through people's hearts cannot see through a lover's betrayal, nor can they exchange for a glance of understanding from a loved one. The cold light shocked the world when she was unsheathed, but when she was put back into the sheath, her hands were filled with loneliness. Until I met him. He did not avoid her sharpness, but instead used his utmost gentleness as a backdrop, using his indestructible arms as a sheath to gently wrap all her edges. From then on, when she drew her sword, it had the power of thunder, slashing enemies in all directions, making people tremble when they saw it. When she sheathed the sword, it turned into the March spring breeze, brushing away the blood and dust on her clothes, protecting the unquenched chivalrous fire in her heart. He is her eternal scabbard, and she is his never-ending edge. The sword and the scabbard are in harmony with each other, and from now on, there is no longer any fetters in the world. Only a pair of carefree figures are left, walking across the mountains and rivers, smiling proudly in the wind and moon. Intention: What is the intention to refine the hardness and turn it into softness around the fingers?