Christina Singing the Lament

"Singing...?" A black-haired boy pushed away the stone slab that was pressing on him and crawled out of the ruins. Looking all the way to the sound of singing, I saw black feathers and human limbs scattered all over the ground, until at the highest point of the ruins, there sat a long-haired girl, holding a bloody man tightly in her arms, singing softly there... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.