Shadows of Flying Geese (Part One)

Fall in love with him for seven days, then spend a lifetime trying to forget.

Fall in love with him seven years ago, then spend a lifetime remembering.

Seven days, seven years: before a lifetime, they pass in the blink of an eye.

Who loves whom? Who is loved?

And how do you count the chances you let slip away?

Pure and steadfast as a chrysanthemum, gentle and graceful as jade, ethereal as snow,

everyone blossoms into a proud, alluring flower in her brief life,

but which one belongs to her, a moth's moment of radiance?

When my long hair brushes your face,

will you still let go of my hand like that?

Will you still wait for me, always, always, always, always?

In that place where peach blossoms bloom, a woman waits, letting the wind turn wherever she turns~

This is not an age for standing aloof from the world,

yet I want to be an immortal who shuns the common ways.

I have no heavenly eye. I cannot see through the mortal world, nor do I know what I was in past or present lives.

Perhaps that's for the best. Perhaps that's for the best.

I can command the passing years and freeze eternity,

then enter your heart.

Even for just an instant. Just an instant is enough.

For then I would be a moth, forever burning in the flames,

asking only for that moment of brilliance...

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