In the late Warring States period, a young man named Xia Qinghan is accidentally swept into the escape of the Crown Prince of Chu, and from then on becomes embroiled in the war between Qin and Chu...
When fate becomes deeply entwined with that of others,
will he still cling to the purity of freedom?
This is a story that has been sleeping in my dreams for more than four years. I still haven't written it, not because of any real material difficulties, but simply because of my own laziness. After leaving school and many friends behind, I became even more timid and lost the courage to speak my heart.
When I lost my pride once more, I remembered that I had forgotten where I began.
I am doing my best to recall this story, and it is slowly changing. It is no longer the tragic, heartless, yet senseless ending I had planned. Though my ability to express myself is limited, I still want to describe the fantastical world I am enamored with. At the end of that world, though desolate, there is still life.
What a great story, why not continue~