[Cloud and Skull] Occasionally

Sometimes, at some point, in some moment, you who have passed away will never return. Sometimes that person silently walks alone within its narrow field of vision. Sometimes, on a rainy day, that person takes out an old umbrella that belongs to someone else, and drifts past it, as if remembering something. But most often, it sees that person silently gazing at the pond of bewitchingly red lotuses. At certain moments, that gaze is so deep it feels frightening. Theme: