Memories of Years Like Flowing Water

1: Fate, Not a Dream

"The season when leaves fall..." A petite, lovely girl gazed up at the sky. In the distance, a young man held a girl's hand, his face bright with a happy smile. "It's really blinding," the girl murmured, then walked in the opposite direction.

"This city is so empty,

These memories hurt so much,

The streets are full of traffic,

Who can hold me close..."

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.