The human world is a world of endless dreams pursued by countless elves. I have always hoped that the human world I live in is a land of quicksand with large petals. The floating sand is smoothed by the petals charmingly. The destined people are on the petals, and the undestined people are under the quicksand... However, I unexpectedly discovered that in my human world, the world I wanted is gone. Now it is other people's world where quicksand surges unbridled. Where am I in the endless horizon that is suddenly dark?
My world, a friend once told me, my world is a world of love between sons and daughters. It is very big, easy to understand but makes people confused... Today, my world does not have its own world. My world is his world, and I am just a tiny figure in his world. In a small quagmire next to him, I sink deeper and deeper, almost suffocating...
In the human world, all the beauty and sorrow are hidden in words, and every moment of excitement is clearly visible in the air, waiting for perfect fermentation...