When the steady boat sails across the lake with the floating theater of death, and when you step onto the island of death and feel the cold desolation, that elegant deacon, Sebastian, what will you do?
Gently touching the ring on my finger, that is a habit I have never changed, watching the blue light slowly melting from the coldness, emitting the warmth that can truly illuminate myself.
How much I want to give you all the happiness in the world, even if it takes a lifetime, can I really make you happy?
I inadvertently drew outlines one after another in the air. They were all drawn just for you. Regardless of whether you have seen them or not, those outlines are real.
So have you seen it?
Conception: