The world is never fair. Some are rich and some are poor. Some are healthy and some are sick. Some are arrogant and some are humble.
What's the point of living?
Living itself is meaning.
"Every breath, every heartbeat... Is a miracle," she said.
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This is a slow-paced, grinding story. This is a "world" that belongs to the author's fantasy, and I want to tell it, nothing more.
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It's not a purely light-hearted and happy story, nor is it a dark and twisted one. I think it's a common story, but everyone's feelings may be different.
Intention: live, see, love