On countless nights when I was awakened by nightmares, my greatest comfort was the paper crane you gently placed on my bedside. Through the gaps in the curtains, the moonlight enveloped it gently, then lifted it up, floated in the air, and floated into my dreams. It fluttered and turned into a pure silver bell, guarding me and my childhood in the despair and suffocating darkness.
Now, even though I thought nothing could defeat you, you are behind bars, I decided to accompany you with the paper crane that carries faith and salvation, and send my commitment and thoughts to you into the cramped and dark prison. This time, let me protect you.