Eternal Life

A dilapidated ancient bronze lamp exuded a cold green light, slowly fluttering in the endless darkness. A towering ancient tree stood quietly, and the stars on its smooth trunk were as vast as the universe. A stone tablet stands high in the sky and the ground is completely dark, and the inside of the tablet is hazy and mist is billowing. Looking at the whole world, it is covered in white. It is not snow, but broken remains. The whole world is covered with white bones, and is filled with the air of death and without any vitality.