Nymph felt that her life was as dull as a pool of stagnant water, until one day she found someone spying on her. His gaze seemed to be everywhere, on the way home from get off work, in the gaps between convenience store shelves, in the inconspicuous corners of the auditorium... That person always looked at her with such warm, forbearing and sad eyes, as if he carried the courage of the world.
He is everywhere.
Nymph thought casually, very good, I have to catch you, but you can't mess up my plan.
The nymph waited behind the corner again and again, suddenly attacked from the gap between the shelves, and searched again and again during the curtain call... Until she played for the last time, her boring, lonely and sensitive world came to an end, and her destination was uncertain. As she bowed her head, she thought that the person she couldn't find might never see her again.
Then she looked up, and there was a thin and gentle man sitting below. He still had the warm, forbearing and sad eyes, and issued an invitation: Do you want to enter my world?
Nymph asked herself, are you willing? Does the weak blue morpho butterfly, whose life force has been snatched away by the spider web, still have the strength to flap its wings one last time?
To hell with all this!
Intention: You ignited all my love and attachment, my Aphrodite