--Darkness travels towards light.
I traveled through the darkness, through the aimless journey of my previous night, and arrived at the desolate solitude of my dusk.
Alone, I carried a lamp along the wind-tossed, rain-lashed road at dusk.
--Light in my heart the evening star of rest and then let the night whisper to me of love.
I lit the candle of rest in my heart, only to hear the night whisper of love to me.
--Let the light on in the silent night.
Only at the end did I finally understand that you were the light I had been chasing all along.
Perhaps you can think of it this way...
Draco is inexplicably blasted away by Voldemort, then goes back to the past, planning to blast him right back, but somehow ends up carrying off a certain lion...
That one sentence should be enough to explain this ridiculous story...
Also, this story is a slow burn...
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Thanks for the beautiful cover art!
The picture is so pretty [starry-eyed]
Xiaolong didn't react when he saw the professor being dressed in women's clothing by Neville?
This time he went crazy, he was so handsome and quite impressive.
"Putting it down and touching it" gave the author a big bug~
The red-haired troll can't keep a secret
Hmm, I think Ron, the big-mouthed guy, might have accidentally said this...
Squatting... There are still many, many years of plot to go... Someone who is used to watching JQ is silently feeling bad
Looking forward to a comforting hug. .
- -I didn't notice the inverted V, but I just found out that I just updated a chapter. . . Biting the handkerchief. . . We need more updates. . . We want to see the love between little H Maomao and little D Longlong~.
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