What is the loneliness in the prosperity of the world? We meet in the dark night, and then choose to leave. Don't ask me to make a choice, everyone will do cruel things. What else can't be satisfied? Love? Faith? Or the endless life? We are all demons of the night, devouring life and sucking blood. The poison spreads in our bodies. Who goes to beg for mercy from fate? Whose sadness is sold to happiness.
That night was the beginning of everything, and the girl's prayers could not buy the initial shortness. With the beginning of a life that lasted as long as heaven and earth, there was also the origin of misfortune. The encounter was not so wonderful. The angel who could only smile hoped in the sad scratches that he would be destined. Happiness betrayed by destiny. The rose on the cliff lost its final journey in the dark night. The hunter in the city was dejected in the lonely day. Among the judges of creation and the sacrifices of unparalleled splendor, who can escape the bound fate and get the final destination?
Don't pray for salvation. That will only leave you with nothing.