Statue in shackles
Time passed by minute by minute, and the sky began to gradually take on a faint orange hue. The color gradually deepened and spread, as if a painter was freely spraying his paint. Finally, the sunset spread out like brilliant brocade, decorating the entire sky like a dream. And that wooden stake, against the backdrop of the sunset, became even more mysterious and unique, as if it truly possessed some kind of sacred aura.