Tomorrow the Sunset Will Fill the Path

"Where is she?" "The road is long and we have already traveled the journey!" "Does hatred have a color?" "It's red! Just like blood, as red as fire! But it's hotter than flames, and more tragic than blood!" "Where is the hatred?" "The hatred is in her heart, her heart is already filled with hatred!" "What about the sword?" "The sword is in her hand!" "What kind of sword is that?" "A sword that can turn hatred into a raging fire, burn the earth into a cave of fire, and dye the sky red! A sword stabs into the night sky, and its sharp edge seems to break through the hellish darkness! But when I look at it again, it seems to have pierced the sky!" "Where to return?" "The way back lies at her feet!" "Why didn't she step on it?" "Because she will never look back!" "What time is it tomorrow?" "Tomorrow will be the next dawn that pierces the night!" "Will it be now?" "No, because today can never be tomorrow!" "What will it look like tomorrow?" "When the sun sets tomorrow, the path should be full!" Intention: