He clutched the blood-stained jade pendant tightly, his knuckles turning white, as if he was trying to embed it into his bone and blood. Once, they met for the first time on the castle tower in spring, and it seemed like they had known each other for thousands of years at a glance;
Later, he was poisoned and his bones were eaten away in a secret prison, while he fought bloody battles on the battlefield and never saw each other again until his death.
Now, he dragged his broken body and fled here, but all he saw was his cold armor and eyes that would never open again.
The light fragrance of flowers lingers, like his last breath.
He slowly sat down leaning against the tree trunk. The poison had penetrated into his marrow and there was no cure.
"Okay..." He chuckled, placed the jade pendant against his heart, and let the petals cover his clothes.
The beacon fire is not extinguished in the distance, but their story is finally lost under the silent flower trees, and no one knows it.
Intention: Parting and longing