As winter melts winter snow melts away
Flowers competing for the sun competing for the sun
Years go by year after year
Portcas D. Ace still remembers the late winter when he and Debra first met. On that day, the sun was ironing on the unmelted snow, and the sea breeze blew the golden crumbs of withered grass on the coast, covering the sky like things falling from the sky, and floating like golden sand dust. Ace blocked the cold wind with his hand and barely opened one eye, only to see a small figure stumbling in the distance, shivering and carrying the warm sun on its back.
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They say that things change As the saying goes, things change
Never change No, never change
All the white horses all the distant winter
Debra still remembers the smoke-filled battle on the top. She held the handle of the seastone dagger, and the tip of the dagger pierced the opponent's chest—Portcas D. Ace's left chest. The bright red blood flowed along the blade, hot and sticky, along the lines of her palm and into her palm, as if his warm palm were touching hers in the past.
Daily life of the male and female protagonists throughout the four seasons
Portcas D. Ace × Debra
The author of this article has a pretentious illness, Mary Sue, that has reached her bones and cannot be removed.
Whether it's curious, whether it's a rant, whether it's disgusting,
Anyway, the author is such an honest person : D