The wind swept away the rootless petals and fell into the eternal night. She walked slowly with a large single lamp.
With a 'click' sound, the candle heart made a faint sound.
The wind blew her hair, but she didn't care.
There were flowers falling on the bottom of her skirt, but she didn't know it.
One night swallowed her whole, and she was helpless holding a weak candle...
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