Have you ever seen hair that changes color?
Red is like the sunset kissing the petals, blue is like the stars falling into the sea, and white is like an unfinished postcard when you wake up from a dream. Chun is such a person. She appears on the Black Sea Coast, and the wind blows from behind her, bringing the smell of the sea water to your heart.
She didn’t say much, or even smile at you. But you can see that she is dancing, a dance with a swift knife, like fallen leaves spinning in the air, and like some kind of farewell ceremony.
She is a resonator of annihilation.
Annihilation sounds a bit scary, like the forbidden forest in fairy tales. But Chun is not scary at all. She just exists quietly, like the silent rag doll at the head of your bed when you were a child, always accompanying you when you are the most lonely.
A girl came to her side, Deng Deng.
Deng Deng’s name is very small, like a piece of candy hidden in your pocket. She carries a long blade, her eyes are bright, and when she smiles, she looks like a piece of moon fragments falling from the sky. There is a summoned creature beside her, who is said to be her best friend. They fight together and watch the wind together.
I imagine them walking side by side on the coast, one is very quiet, the other is very lively. One is like the night, the other is like the morning light.
The 1.4 card pool is a box full of gifts. You open it and see Chun first, then Deng Deng. If you are willing to wait, you will also see Yinlin, who is someone you have seen and may have missed. Jin Xi and Sanhua are also here. They put on new clothes, just like the fairies in the fairy tale changed a pair of wings more suitable for flying.
Do you have enough star voice and echo? It doesn’t matter, there is Treabar. They say that they can send you to the person you want to see in three minutes, just like turning on a lamp or opening a book, Chun will come out of the page and nod to you.
You are not the only one waiting. There are many people like you all over the world who pray silently in front of the screen. Some hope to draw Chun, and some hope that Deng Deng can join their team. Some people don’t want to think about anything, but just hope that the empty corner in their hearts can be filled a little.
Sometimes, I wonder if Mingchao is a dream? The people in the dream are wearing beautiful clothes, saying words that don’t belong to this world, wielding blades, but without real harm. You linger in them, forgetting time, forgetting who you are, and only remembering their colors, shadows, and the words that you never heard clearly but echoed repeatedly.
The wind is still blowing. Tsubaki is still dancing.
Will you draw a card? Or just stand quietly and watch them walk through your dream.