Black Swan

"He is a very unusual child, and I could feel it from the day he was born. It was as if nature itself were celebrating his arrival: the birds were chirping, the moon and sun were together in the sky. The cards in my hand seemed to signal the emergence of a soul steeped in nostalgia. From an early age, he had a fascination with stories from the past. He would ponder our origins, our creators, and even the beginning of the world. His questions would baffle even the most learned scholars. Of course, some other children might make fun of him for asking such profound questions, but aren't they important? Life is a labyrinth in which memories are our only companion." — A mother's memories His mother, who had lost her memory, struggled with forgetfulness, making it difficult for him to recognize his family or recall recent events. He held her tightly, grasping the diagnosis of amnesia, and tried to read aloud from his mother's journal. His mother was physically there, but where was she in his conscious mind? He stayed by his mother's side until the end of his life, realizing that his mother's memories were fading as they fragmented. If his mother's own memories were to become blurred, she would disappear from him completely. "Life is like a labyrinth in which memories are our only companions." For the first time, he understood the deeper meaning behind these words.