His breath grew more and more labored, his lungs like a bellows struggling for air. He found some strength somewhere to shake with the effort of raising his hand to touch that tiny flower-like face, forcing a smile.,The heavens suddenly cleared, revealing the mountain shrouded like a scroll. The clouds still retained their form, as if stones were clothed in them.,First to be intentionally forgotten was the name carried from a past life. This life as a snake no longer needs its old identity.。