As evening wore on, a friend and I were captivated by a mysterious candlelight scene in an ancestral village house. We found a brush and a plate of leftover ink, using them to trace the Monstera deliciosa leaf shadow on the wall…

Upon his departure, I continued to chase my dreams and often wondered how it all began— at the set of solitude, a set of never-ending questions and emotions dominated the amusement—what life was like before solar existence.