"My poet is light and free. He is the dawn of my pale soul."
Before entering the fantasy, choose your redeemer.
When light begins, so will the waking dream.
And earth, earth, you are so compassionate...
Bring us
Free and desolate seventeen years old——
"Please take my lover to heaven."
——The pilgrim shouted.
"We betrayed ourselves for love. But who can stop us, we are so young."
Intention: love, youth, redemption