Xiaoxiao under the wind and rain

Chapter 227 (Lights)
Where the endless darkness drowns

I can no longer see the beating light of my fingertips when I stretch out my hand
You grope slowly in the dark

Pray to the gods to give you an exile of light

The burnt candles piled up under the feet into piles of bones

The burnt flame overflows in the night with bursts of unwillingness
How dare you reach the other shore covered with thorns
The long night eats away hope, the darkness tears away the light

Light and darkness, both in one thought

(End of this chapter)