Limit to 500 words Under the sky-blue flower stand, there is the slender and soft shadow of the girl. The layers of lace are exquisite and beautiful, and they rotate repeatedly, falling into the girl's thin eyes, but no light is reflected, and no reflection can be seen.
Perhaps fate is something that is meant to be carried on our shoulders. But when life is extended indefinitely, as if it is hopeless and has no end, and when all time is hung in the air, the meaning of existence becomes weaker and weaker. So the so-called meaning was reduced to such a game of cannibalism, and was given such a gorgeous rococo name. "Alice Game"
People cannot live for love, so they can only fight for love until love is stained with despair.