This is an era that does not belong to any era,
This is a lost place where it is impossible to lose,
This is a group of lively people who don't like liveliness,
When a stone stirs up a thousand waves, can the morning and evening between the mountains and rivers last forever?
When other noises knock again and again, can the door to you be opened?
That's what you look like when you forget your appearance,
That's your name when I forget it,
That's where you live when you forget where you live,
When all the memories come flooding back, will I hold your extended hand without hesitation?
When that moment comes, will I calmly step out of the shadows and stand side by side with you in the sunshine?
I will retrieve all that is forgotten, that is lost, that which is damaged, that which is destroyed.
Some are suspicious of ghosts, some are as crazy as drunk, some are flying in the air, and some are blooming.
This is the Seven Thousand Clarities.
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This is a huge series (nonsense), and this is a long article (more nonsense). It is said that this article is about the period when the wise and great heroine was least prosperous and unfulfilled. Of course, this is just the beginning, just the beginning, just the beginning...