"The Silent Oath" Synopsis:
The logic of dreams is always flawed. I once had an absurd dream at night, where I was sitting on a Ferris wheel. In the sky, the Milky Way exploded into countless fireworks, while below, the crowds surged like a tumultuous river. All bizarre people and things silently morphed into liquid, flowing towards the carousel at the farthest end of my view. I struggled desperately to reach for the hand of the person sitting on the carousel, whose face I couldn't see. My heart-wrenching screams remained unheard, silent, as I was dragged further away by the tide of fleeting things.
In the end, all the unspoken vows, curses, and coquettish complaints stayed forever in that warm, moist dream, gradually covered by lush moss. Trapped inside, I could never escape.