"Darkness will be pierced by light, and the fog, you can only wait for it to dissipate on its own."
Nothing in this world is permanent.
It is life, it flows; it is river, it dries up; it is star and moon, it falls; it is blood, it solidifies and fades.
He doesn't care about anything else, but it would be nice if there was some way to make those scarlet colors last forever.
Intention: Maybe everyone is engaged in a trapped beast without knowing it.