A section of quagmire and a section of desolate land. An old house, a vast place. A castle, a touch of darkness. Traveling all the way, I was covered in frost. A sound of wind all night, a ray of setting sun. Once we meet, we will watch for a lifetime. Standing against the distant mountains, a flash of light shines. A pair of footprints, a pair of wings.
Good-looking, good-looking, like it