The cherry tree that would never bloom blossomed one day.
Beneath it stood a little girl. She looked at the cherry tree she had searched for so long and smiled.
She made a wish beneath the tree, then softly began to sing:
"The stream flows in circles forever, because it has no source..."
The girl sang and prayed, again and again.
"The cherry blossoms drift forever, because they have nowhere to return..."
Her futile wish would never come true, but the girl refused to give up. She kept singing, yet the song could never end.
Because this song...
was only half-finished.
An Eastern Project fanfic
