In a vast wilderness, a bright moon hung in the sky. It once illuminated the ancient city a thousand years ago, but its location was unknown at this time; it will also cover the mountains and wilderness a thousand years later, and its trace is still unknown at this time.
And the young man walked on this wasteland. He comes from the past and from the future; he comes from the valley with bright spring and the wilderness with cold wind; he comes from the prosperous age of singing and dancing, but also from the troubled age of hunger and cold.
He walked in this wilderness.
And here the sun will rise and the flowers will bloom. The cold wind will curl up its wings and surround it with gentle breathing. A high city will be built here, and the people who belong to the wilderness will belong to the city, establish their own civilization, and have their own beliefs. Killings are appeased, resentments are dispelled, sins are punished, and misfortunes are changed.
They will exist here.