A drop of heartbroken tears of lovesickness, a half-life full of glitz and sourness
I have a story, do you have wine?
In the dusk of the night,
Five miles away in the suburbs,
There is a tavern,
The dancing candlelight on the red candle,
Swaying in the quiet night...
Flashing…
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
