Her name is Feng Jin, a woman who will slowly appear on the Star Dome Railway. Her story is like a cup of light bitter wine, bitter at first, but endless aftertaste. The road of growth is full of unspeakable loneliness and helplessness. Those so-called “fear crushing flesh and blood” and “courage tearing the chest” are all scars torn out by life in cruelty, coldly telling how a woman struggles and endures in the storm of fate.
Fear is the most ruthless slavery, it ravages her body and tortures her soul. Those “fear crushing flesh and blood” seem to be the hardships imposed on her by life, and the shadows that she dare not face in countless nights. Her flesh and blood were trampled, but no one saw her tears. Only she herself knows the silent pain. She is not a fearless hero, but just a small life shivering in the storm.
And “courage tearing the chest” is the only resistance she can grasp. It was like an invisible knife, cutting her heart, but it also allowed her to breathe and continue to live. Her courage was not a loud shout, but a faint fire hidden in the most secret place. Although small, it was enough to resist the long night. She used this courage to support the heart that had been worn out by life.
“Glory baptizes the body”, these three words are a bit sarcastic. Those so-called glory are just to let her learn to disguise and find a sense of existence in the eyes of others. Her body was baptized by glory, but she didn’t know whether it was dazzling or more pale and powerless. People always like to see the bright surface, but don’t understand the efforts and tears behind it.
On the road to growth, she needs “the seeds of thinking”, “the sprouts of manas” and “the Alayahua”. These names sound beautiful, as if they came from distant poems. In fact, these are just the crystallization of her delicate thinking, and the spiritual sustenance she condensed with pain and loneliness. She keeps looking for the reason for her existence in these seeds, and she will hold on to even the faintest hope.
“The sound of the same wish” and “the footprints of fate” are her past, the silent sighs and the inseparable emotions. Those footprints are sometimes clear and sometimes blurred, like the shadows and memories that cannot be erased in her heart. Fate always ruthlessly weaves an invisible net to trap her tightly. Every step she takes is destined to go on this starry railway alone and strongly.
These growth materials are not just cold data in the game, but also the epitome of the voices of countless women who are oppressed by life and played by fate. Like Feng Jin, they have learned to be strong in countless hardships and learn to piece together their incomplete selves with courage. Her story makes people sigh at the desolation and helplessness of life, as well as the faint hope.
Perhaps, it is precisely because of Feng Jin’s pain and struggle that she seems real and moving. Those “fear”, “courage” and “glory” interweave into her lifeline, outlining the outline of how a woman stands tall in the wind and rain. She is not a hero, nor does she have a righteous spirit, but only a fragile but stubborn heart.
And this heart, on that starry railway, quietly waits for her dawn. Her light cone “May the rainbow light stay in the sky forever” is very much like that unattainable dream, which is her persistent belief in freedom and the future. It will guide her through the darkness and towards the light. Although the road is full of thorns, it still retains tenderness and hope.
Feng Jin’s story is a narrative about loneliness and courage, and a silent resistance to the ruthlessness of fate. Her growth is a microcosm of millions of people who have been knocked down by reality. She tells us with her tenacity: Even in the darkest corners, we can find light, even if it is weak, it is enough to light up the entire sky.