Beginning
You are always standing alone between heaven and earth. Turning over and turning your back, you always have sideways eyes.
The wind was blowing hard, and the empty streets were mercilessly crossed by it again and again.
You turned your head and saw it, not surprised or scared.
She stands behind you like a thin line between yin and yang. The silent emotion is inexplicably shattered by the coldness of reality, and pieces are scattered all over the ground.
Only fragments of ice edges were left on the ground, dotted with the glow of sunset into scorching flames.
Conception: