This short story is my coming-of-age gift to myself. Second person, interacting with my readers, "you" is a bystander. He is like sunlight and the energy of nuclear fusion. Burn the pitch-black fur of the beast that thought it was escaping, burn away the flesh and blood, and expose the purest part - the pale bones. Note: Realistic, fictional war, war zone simulation is the most turbulent place in 2019. [It's nonsense, don't take it seriously. Don't bring in real-life or historical figures at will. Purpose: To test my bottom line. Sunshine × night.
Conception: