Entropy Reduction Pasture

The year I was born, I was eighty years old. His face is full of wrinkles, his bones are weak, and even his crying sounds like blowing bellows. The overseer told me that this was "original sin." As long as I dig hard, God will give me youth. I believed it. I spent ten years of hard work in exchange for strong muscles, black hair and tight skin. I became the most enviable "young man" in the mining area and was about to usher in that sacred "ascension". Until that day, I met a woman from across the river. She has no fangs and no venom. She just gave me a herb and a shaky hug. Then I realized that the biggest lie in the world is not God, but "youth." We are not believers, we are just dregs of medicine. On the eve of being sent to the operating table, I decided to do the last "forward" thing in this world that was going backwards - to fall in love with her who was destined to die.