Old myths, old gods, old heroes have never died. They are only sleeping at the bottom of our mind, waiting for our call. We have need for them. They represent the wisdom of our race.

青竹 云海 晨光 星夜 荷风 晴雪 秋山 听海 沙丘 森语 梅影 花野 听雨 晴窗 暮色 橘光