《Lost Cat》 两只黑猫踏入了迷雾森林，面对未知、混乱与危险，它们迷失了方向。 在不确定的环境里努力适应，虽迷路却又坚信心中的终点。 或许在生命的某个阶段，“迷路”正是成长的一个过程，只有通过迷失的考验，才能最终找回真正的自我。 The terminus arrived not as a revelation, but as a recognition; no minotaur awaited, only the quiet truth. The forest was never lost—only we. When at last the labyrinth coughs us forth, we emerge bearing scars shaped like Poseidon’s forgotten trident, each refraction, singing the oldest truth: we become whole not by finding the way, but by becoming the wilderness we sought.