A Thousand Spirits in the Distant Mountains

While the royal capital reveled night after night and the people still sang the praises of the great figures of a century ago, no one knew that the history of this continent would be rewritten by a small town. “We were never meant to meet. You are a cloud in the sky, and I am mud on the ground. If I had never seen you, I would have been content to remain mud, satisfied with nothing but my dark, dull existence. But now I want to climb up to the clouds and feel their dazzling beauty. I’ve grown greedy.”