If they met in a town
The fancy town written by the people
Named under the creatures from folklore
The face that disappeared into the image of the whole
Channeled into many plane symbols
Onto different bodies
The decorations on the walls forget their original intentions
There is a rock, a rill and a wakame in the shadow
Wakame remembers
The soaring dragon will see another city perched on top of it
The turtle biting its own tail has witnessed great changes
The phoenix spread its wings and froze its feathers
Whether the tusks of the white tiger have chewed through the necks of tens of thousands of people and stepped into new mud