Seven Stars Illuminate the Glass

She has a golden pattern on her forehead, which restrains relatives and friends. She is an ominous sacrifice in the eyes of her tribe. He guards ancient ancestral plates and is the shopkeeper of a border pawn shop. On a rainy night, she was tied to the altar, and the golden pattern on her forehead was as hot as a brand. When she broke the rope and fled, there was a voice in the dark guiding her in the direction—— Until she knocked open the door of the drug store and passed out in front of the young shopkeeper. The family heirloom that had been dormant for many years suddenly responded to the shopkeeper's hand. The green petal in the heart of the pan shimmered with light, and the seven stars on the periphery flashed in sequence. The gears of fate are turning quietly this night. The lines on her forehead resonated silently with the light in her heart. It is the beginning of disaster and the first light of return.