Indifferent but longing for beauty/high military value and general attack × brave and longing for freedom/witch suffers
Everything about my childhood burned everything about me like fire, and the blood and smoke of the battlefield swallowed up the last trace of beauty. When will my soul be wrapped in sweetness and finally dissipate into the sky? Only she knows.
The lonely forest is like a wild beast eating away at the moonlight that falls on the ground from the branches and leaves, and the psychedelic herbal scent soaks me. When will I be able to break through this heavy confinement, run freely between heaven and earth, and finally end up in the mud with flowers in full bloom? Only she knows.
This is a sweet love story
Baihewen
Background overhead
Similar to the European Middle Ages with magic
It's sweet and cruel, but only a little bit cruel, don't worry.
Purpose: Praise pure love