Night falls silently. Memories of the past drift farther and farther away, like a needle piercing the heart. It neither hurts nor itches, leaving every desire bewildered in this moment~!
Theme: ~Watching sunlight fall quietly on a country lane, feeling a gentle breeze brush the wildflowers and grasses in the fields, and listening to the birds in the woods chirp in a language no one understands, yet somehow sounds so beautiful~
