Creation

Winding through the cliffside tunnels of an ethereal mountain's deep valley, one follows the secret path, marked by the interplay of light and shadow, leading to a pavilion atop the peak. From this vantage point, the landscape appears shrouded in layers of mist, echoing the sentiment: "Only in this mountain, where the clouds are deep, can one lose their way." The creative vision navigates effortlessly between the realms of existence and absence; though the agarwood is hollow and imperfect, it embodies the mist-clad ethereal mountain, revealing the poetic realm long cherished by ancient scholars.