The high-rise city walls are like cages, imprisoning everyone who lives here.
On the city wall, the setting sun was like blood, dyeing the entire sky a strange red.
A man dressed in a bright red sacrificial wedding dress stood alone beside the crenellations of the city wall. The wedding dress was so dazzlingly red that it seemed to be dyed with blood. It was embroidered with exquisite patterns and trembled gently in the breeze. The wide sleeves fluttered in the wind, like a pair of weak wings, trying to break free but having nowhere to escape.
Intention: Tanmei