Fleeting Time

We are like stars in the fleeting time. Time is full of memories. Beauty, depression, and confusion are all bits and pieces. Things and things, good and bad, we are all wandering on both sides. We have no time to care about a person, a thing, these things that are happening. After the passing of time, everyone in the world will have memories and unforgettable memories. If it was how it was then, will it be different now? We are all the same. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.