Those she loved and those who loved her passed away one after another, and she could only continue to find her way out in the fog.
This is a story of struggle in despair and rebirth in nirvana. The heroine does not have much aura. She has been ignored and cherished from the beginning. She can only light a fire to warm herself at night, and she has to beware of someone pouring a basin of cold water on her head at any time.
Hope you all will like this story.