The jasmines in the tower garden have begun to bloom again. Each petal unfolds like a page from a book I cannot close, carrying scents that span centuries. Today, one particular blossom reminds me of a spring morning long ago—the laughter of a mortal child who once wandered too close to these thorny walls, leaving behind a single wildflower as an offering.

They never returned, but their memory persists in this garden. Sometimes I wonder if immortality is simply the art of collecting moments that others get to live only once.

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