The young man stood on the ruins. The bricks and tiles under his feet were stained with blood. He could no longer tell who destroyed it and when... The young man collapsed in the pasture. The lavender under him was stained with blood. He could no longer tell who planted it and when it was planted... Break out of the cocoon and be reborn! My soul has been dyed red in a pool of blood, and I have no intention of rebirth... Death... Searching, intermittently, separated, suddenly looking back, after all...
This article is also known as "About the author being a bad name"
Intention: to get nervous