A youthful dream.
The first setting I came up with in 2021. Everything might change except that I will definitely write it.
Gentle, openhearted beauty top x cool, inscrutable beauty bottom
A story of falling blossoms and snow, breezes and bright moons, woven from romantic poetry and prose.
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Several thousand years ago, before I ascended to immortality, there was someone who often appeared in my dreams.
He was awfully full of himself. He said he was an immortal.
He also told me that he would be gone for countless ages, then return after all those ages to discuss the world with me.
But I waited for him in heaven for several thousand years, and he never came to keep his promise.
One day, Old Man Fate came to me and said that someone in the mortal world was nearing the end of his life, and that his destiny was in disarray. This person had a deep connection to me, so he asked me to descend to the mortal realm and set that person's fate right.
I made my way down there, and met someone.
After several thousand years, we had finally reunited, and he was...
farming?
1. This is not a farming story.
2. Written in third person.
Theme: The Great Way is practiced by all.
