The desire deep in our souls created the entire world, but when the desires deep in our hearts arise, it destroys everything.
That thing called desire, it is far away from the light, like a bottomless pit, swallowing everything, including death.
My loved ones, where are you? I miss you so much, my hometown, and the waves of my hometown.
Time has washed away everything. When I look back, you have not left any traces in history. This is really strange.
No, there is an ancient legend from which you can see where you are. It is called the dreamland by the lost race.
The people of Merlin lost their memory and fell into a misty dream. Together with the lost continent, they sank deeply into the silent seabed.
When your hands are stained with blood, when your eyes are full of gold, when you cover the sky with fear, when you step on the corpses of your tribe...
Some things that were extinguished were lit up again, and some things that were dusty were turned on again.
An ancient ballad sounded softly. No one had heard its melody, but everyone felt it was very familiar. No one had memorized its lyrics, but everyone could sing along.
Go home... Go home... Let's go together...
Is Merlin close to us or far from us? I heard his whispering voice.
This article is written from the heart. Please forgive me for any differences from the original work.