"It is not necessarily salvation that engulfs darkness;
Those who bury the light are not necessarily despair. "
The lonely night walker against the light:
Bury the light,
Get a glimmer of hope.
The night is dark,
A girl is neither humble nor arrogant,
a gentle smile
A faint stretch on the blood-stained face.
"Before this,
I won't give up,
Will not surrender. "
She turned her face away and leaned her back against the window.
The full moonlight lit up her dark, clear eyes,
Like the stars in the distance,
Rising slowly.
"I want these messengers who walk through the world at night,
Born toward the sun and returned safely. "
