She had a dream. A transparent dream that preserves warmth and eternity. A voice as weak as the breeze echoed high up. She kept raising her head like this, trying hard to make her cheeks and the sky seem parallel. There is a deep blue and dark green atmosphere on the camouflage clothes. Just like she had always expected. This is a story about the growth of a girl from the Shadow Army. She will eventually fly high with the expectations of all the people around her who help her.