I'm always running.
A distant castle, a land in the far west covered with clouds.
The black-winged bat interprets destruction to the dilapidated tombstone.
The owl sang the hymn of death on the withered laurel branches.
When the cross falls, how can there be rebirth?
Lawrence, my love, please come back to me.
I would like to use my blood to dye your pale and lifeless young body with a glimmer of hope...
The cover comes from Tieba ID@Just for the avatar Gao Meng, thank you dear for the cover
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