Epigraph

The force of one billion years of biological evolution awakens within a slumber.

A crow flies past a tombstone, and lightning splits the earth as it rampages.

The Sahara blooms with endless flowers, while the equator covers itself in snow and ice.

Dreams are not illusions; dreams are the reflection of the mortal realm.

See clearly the truth of death, and summon back the wandering souls from the other shore.

I am Qingmu, leading you to tour and ex-plore real dreamscapes...