On the other side,
Unknown land.
Upon the Night Navigation Ship,
Dim candlelight flickers.
Only the faint glow of fire candles, hopping in the cabin.
Inside the cabin, darkness as thick as undissolvable ink.
Inside, there were twenty low tables arranged lengthwise.
Each table bore a candlestick.
However, most of them had extinguished.
In the darkness, behind the tables with extinguished lamps, sat figure after figure in meditation.
Staring for a long while, it seemed as something was about to crawl out of the darkness.
The thick night pressed down on the few remaining lamp lights inside the cabin.
Among them, eight candles flickered.
An old monk with a sorrowful face and drooping eyebrows, head bowed and hands together, holding beads, with a little lamp light in front of him.
Faint incense lingering around it.
