Dream Cicada

When I was 18 years old, I was wandering aimlessly, and while flipping through my grandfather's bookshelf, I learned about an ancient creature that could erode people's dreams and gnaw at people's minds like worms in fruit. It aroused my interest, which seemed to have dried up long ago, and I began to look for its almost invisible traces. I searched along the sparse evidence, as if following my thoughts to recall, and everything in the past came flooding back...