This is a story about winter.
This lonely person is still there, the sword is splashed with blood, and he is walking alone. Although the old feng shui is the same, he is missing. Then start the journey.
"I have lost close friends and been separated along the way. I have been betrayed. But I have also been happy. Will the coldest dragon in winter also have his own home?"
"Welcome home" he said as he recovered from the memory.
Intention: love and trust