I am from the icy lake formed by the massive ablation of the Vatnajokull Glacier in Iceland. They called me Jokulsarlon. At sunrise and sunset, the sun turned me into the beauty that the audience admired. Sometimes I will stand here and try to avoid being destroyed by nature, but seeing me getting thinner and thinner proves that I am vulnerable. As it turns out, I am not myself, but I am a real being. I will not be eternal, because the earth is warming rapidly, can I still exist?