The story I wrote as a child was like a dream we never got to finish.
- Victoria, can you see that distant star?
- Shall we set off together for a faraway place?
But what will we find there?
Dear Victoria, this is the last letter I will write to you...
A little break.
Ahem. First, I should mention that anyone with a weak stomach should definitely stay away (- -).
There's no passion, no bedroom scenes, and no tangled, violent imagery, |||||...
This is a work from many years ago, so some parts may be □, or XX, XXX... Please be understanding, dear readers (the past is too painful to look back on...)...
As the saying goes, children can say whatever they like. I hope you'll just take a casual look and move on. That way, my childhood golden dream, which once burned so brightly but has now turned to ashes, won't have been for nothing...
Thank you, everyone!
Now, about writing.
There are a few unfinished pits that still need filling (please don't doubt my credibility: I will fill them all!! Fist pump!).
There's actually plenty of content for them, and I'm working hard to fill in the blanks.
I hope that when I grow up, I'll be able to write stories you all enjoy.
For our dream,
let's work hard!!
Come on and write!! ~~
This... Although it's very childish... But I still want to give you some encouragement ^_^
This... Although it's very childish... But I still want to give you some encouragement ^_^