Where Parallel Lines Meet

What should you do when you no longer have the right to return to the sunlight?

The "Tree of Life," a mysterious tree that bridges Heaven and Hell. And who says that those at the top are the happiest?

After all these years, there are things about them that have never changed. Her pride, for instance, and his confidence.

He tries with all his might to keep her away from that darkness. But time and again, he can only give in to fate, watching her move farther away as they face each other from a distance. In the end, they forget.

She wants to hold tight to that ray of light, but she alone can atone for the sins she has committed. She has never believed in gods. She became strong only to protect what mattered to her, even if it meant erasing her own existence with her own hands.

They are all fugitives. They have never dared ask for much. To have had each other was already more than enough.

No one can be a hunter forever, and no one is always prey. So what if they are doomed to eternal ruin? Even if fate stands in their way, they will destroy it.

If death is always the ending, then let it be the most magnificent funeral, with the most extravagant offerings, and a lonely song of mourning sung without restraint. Let the most beautiful requiem pay tribute to the beauty that was never theirs.

As they keep falling, is it them, or the sky?