In that lifetime, I loved someone.
He was once the God of War in this world, and the Emperor of Heaven above.
Through eternal cycles of reincarnation,
his cavalry once advanced to the city gates, gazing up from horseback over the towering walls.
A great fire consumed heaven and earth, and brought an end to the lonely princess of a fallen kingdom atop the walls.
Theme: A little butterfly endured life and death, found enlightenment, and attained the Dao, never realizing that the one who shared her tribulations was the Emperor of Heaven. She knew only the fleeting life of a mushroom, ignorant of night and day, and the mayfly, ignorant of spring and autumn; he had already seen the vastness of the world, yet still cherished every blade of grass and tree.
