On the boundless Starry Sky Railway, there is a silent tower called the Big Black Tower. Her growth is a silent poem and a weaving of dreams. The material is like a line of poetry, gradually spreading into a hazy picture, with light and shadow interweaving and deep silence.
Fifty-six extinguished pronuclei, seventy-one glimmering pronuclei, seventy-three stirring pronuclei, sixty-five refrigerated dream boxes, these names seem to be symbols in the poem, with mysterious meanings, lying there coldly, but flashing faint light. She uses these light spots to weave her own dreams, which are fragmented and complete.
Her exclusive light cone “towards the unquestionable place” is like a riddle, silent but full of power. Upgrading the line draft and credit points of the light cone is like the poet’s brushstrokes, carefully carving the hidden imagery. Every accumulation is a little bit of clear light in the dream.
Breakthrough is a crack in the dream and a pause in the poem. The collection of sixty-five refrigerated dream boxes is like waiting for silence and capturing time. Each stage is an attempt to transcend oneself, and the dream gradually breaks and is reshaped in the breaking.
The trace material is the structure of her poem. Messy sketches, dynamic line drawings, and exquisite line drawings are like the rhythm in the poem, gradually unfolding from scattered to orderly. The skill names “Hungry Landscape”, “Letter from Beyond the Horizon”, and “Indifferent Honesty” are like ghostly images in dreams, with a lonely and cold beauty.
The process of collecting materials is a journey in dreams. The bud of wisdom·simulated calyx (red) is like a dark forest, waiting for the dream walker to explore; the battlefield of the heart beast·Aftermath of the battle is the monster encountered in the dream. Only by defeating them can you get the flickering light. Every acquisition is the formation of the poem in the dream.
The growth of the Big Black Tower is a long lonely poem, a dialogue between light and shadow, and the boundary between dream and reality. She silently but powerfully tells the story of the Star Dome Railway. Her growth is like an eternal dream, quietly waiting to be savored.