Rusty Iron Reignited: Star Marrow Chronicles

Ode to the Ash Messenger The night is deep in the embroidered house of the Zhumen, and the flames in the arms of the nobles are like babies. A cry frightens the dream, and a spark breaks through the fog and dust. At that time, the dynasty was like a rotten tree, with layers of rotten leaves covering the sun. The harsh government is fiercer than the devouring of jackals and wolves, and the people are weeping and looking forward to the spring. In the dark night, stars and fire gather alone, and the messenger is covered in frost and walks on the moon. It is common to eat and sleep in the open air, but to reflect history with daring loyalty. The long road leads to Heling, where the flags point to the ghosts and gods. It continues to burn itself forward and backward, and the glimmers of light gradually merge into the sky. The Silver Moon Palace is filled with angry wind and waves, and the red iron flag is still waving. The rotten bones pile up and eventually collapse, and the people's hearts turn away from the true feelings. Hungry in the wilds has become a thing of the past, and the fields are lush and the grains are full. Old and young live in peace, the streets are warm, and the smoke from the cooking pots reflects the rising sun. The torch burns down to ashes, but the character remains in heaven and earth. The decay is burned away and the miasma is cleared away, and new seedlings emerge from the earth. There is no way that a dim light cannot illuminate the world, and a prairie fire causes a slight smoke. Who will pity the messenger through the ages? When spring comes back to the earth, we will remember the past.