There is a castle deep in the mountains that looks like water melting. There is light singing all day long.
If only for an accident that opened up the sharp contours of both worlds. I am willing to sacrifice my life for your safe return.
The canary's wings fell away, and the soft singing still blew a fierce whirlwind in my ears.
"Why do you want to help me?"
"... Because... You are the Judaiime."
If you have long forgotten my smiling face, I have long forgotten the touch of oxygen as tears meander down my face.
"The sky looks like it's about to cry."
If I can protect you, my hands will be covered in blood. Even though I am just a weak [human].
So...
"Judaime, farewell."
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