Children of the desert are born in troubled times, their hearts are not ancient, and the world is unkind.
Smoke spread everywhere, the city fell, and only the strange "couple" who had just worshiped was left, relying on each other for their lives.
Swords have no eyes, people are like grass and grass. I walked into the dark abyss of human nature and was covered with bruises.
"Stop the war and bring peace to the world." The man picked up his shattered pride and swore in a deep voice, which was engraved in her soul.
If there is beauty in this world, it must be the smile in your eyes when you look at me. You are my salvation and hope.
Intent: In troubled times, sincerity is rare