Once upon a time…

In the time of our grandfathers, when the land was ruled by a powerful dynasty, I roamed the countryside with my dear friend, Wei. We shared many adventures, exploring forests and crossing rivers, seeking treasures of knowledge and hidden paths. One day, we found ourselves at the edge of a vast mountain range, its peaks shrouded in mist like the breath of dragons.

As the sun dipped low, painting the sky in hues of gold and crimson, Wei and I sat by a crackling fire. The air was filled with the scent of pine and the distant call of night birds. Wei spoke of a journey he must make to the faraway lands across the seas, where wisdom awaited in ancient scrolls and the whispers of wise sages.

We clasped hands firmly, promising to remember our shared tales and laughter. The next morning, as the first light of dawn spread across the land, Wei set off, a lone figure on the winding road. I watched until he vanished into the rising sun, our friendship etched in the heart until we would meet again.