A fleeting dream, nine songs.
It uncovers the past, buried beneath the smoke and bustle of the mortal world, and plays out sorrowful, bitter laments of love and longing.
This is a story set amid the chaos of the Nine Provinces.
She wakes from a dream to find herself in another person's likeness.
A seal that can alter the fate of all people leads them, step by step, into the chaos.
He says he may be her tribulation.
He says he may be one of her nightmares.
She says, "Whether we love or don't love, it's no match for loving one another."
How will these three weave the many verses of this song of chaos in the Nine Provinces?
A dream in the mortal world, a song amid chaos. I sigh, for this bond is hard to end, and this love is hard to end.
