Long Robe looked dazed and vacant as she swayed with every step, heading back the way she had come.
It seemed that she had forgotten everything now. Within her blank, unknowing consciousness, only three things she must never forget remained.
The third thing... go home.
Su Mo followed Long Robe from afar, looking back at the softly shimmering Floating Life Lamps behind him. The flames burning upon them were like the hope of the world.
At last, he also understood why they had to go alone to light the lamps.
No one could accompany them. No one could help them.
When people encountered a stranger in the most dangerous of places, instinct might drive them into a fierce battle...
After "time" had worn away their memories, their minds were often at their most fragile.
Even if they lost their way, no one could go to help them.
They could only walk alone into the Long River, lighting every lamp and candle alone.
But did any of this truly have meaning?
They kept lighting the lamps, and the burning lamps kept going out...
Day after day, year after year.
After a long stretch of time, as time wore away their memories, the "Lantern Lighters" would slowly cease to remember anything.
They would remember only those three things...
But would those three things slowly be forgotten too?
Memories would be like this world. Even those three deeply rooted things would slowly be worn away.
One day, everyone would forget everything, and then lose themselves upon the Long River...
When that time came, who would still light the lamps?
Su Mo did not know. He could only follow Long Robe from afar.
The way there had been long, and the way back was long too...
The wind blew from the Other Shore of