I want to capture a moon for you and dedicate it to you as our token.
That night, the young man secretly met his god, hid quietly and indulged in it.
It was night, and the young man was lying on his back in the mountains, hugging the white clouds, hiding on the dark top of the mountain.
The girl leaned against the moonlight, tied with white silk, and stood on the dazzling star platform.
(Short story)
Two-way redemption (sort of)
Intention: Not feudal or superstitious