Mending a broken relationship.
But what if there was no mirror to break, so it couldn't be mended? Could things ever go back to the way they were?
The love of our youth was ultimately a grand dream. Our fate won't run out, but it will reach a fork in the road that leads us far apart.
Still a tragic ending, with two men.
I still don't know what to call this... It's come from a fit of inspiration... Actually, I've been getting down to work at the end of the year...
I originally wanted to write a cultivation story, then realized I don't know how (awkward).
Theme: Returning to the days of our youth
When was it written? Interesting [rolls eyes]