The wind of Nata, with the smell of the desert, also brings the story of Chaska. She is like a drifting dead leaf, swaying in the wind, but not losing her tenacity.
The fragments, fragments, and crystals of the free turquoise are like the broken dreams she picked up along the way. Although scattered, they accumulate into a solid force. The tender sharp teeth, the experienced teeth, and the sharp teeth of the overlord are the wind and frost and hardships in her journey.
The gift book of “Dispute” is the compass of her soul, teaching her how to find the direction in the desert of wind. Philosophy is her friend when she is lonely, quietly telling the secrets of life.
The silk feathers are as soft as the wind, the crown of wisdom is shining with starlight, and Chaska’s exclusive weapon “the red feathers of the starry sky vulture” unfolds in the wind, which is her symbol of freedom and courage.
Mora is an indispensable food on the journey, and the deep and entangled gaze is like a distant oasis in the desert, waiting for her exploration.
As she grows up, she becomes a child of the wind and a traveler of the wind, writing her own legend between desolation and hope.