You were once an immortal drifting among the clouds.
If not for your bones being broken to make a prayer, would life and death mean anything to you?
A thousand miles of lamplight, an old pillow,
A century of resentment borrowed from a new moon.
How could one bear for all causes and effects to become scars?
For the protagonist, this is a story in which their worldview keeps collapsing and being rebuilt.
Family is not family, friends are not friends, love is not love.
Family offers nothing but exploitation; close friends stand on opposing sides; ambiguous affection and joy prove to be no more than a dream.
It's a little tragic. Then start over.
Not family, yet family; not companions, yet still friends; not love, yet love.
Not related by blood, but closer than family; on opposing sides, yet still the dearest of friends; not the one in your heart, yet still someone who brings you joy.
Theme: Hardship is heavy, and life is long, so keep moving toward the light.
