A girl, an angry young man, and a heavy snow that froze people's noses off...
A guardian, a BOSS, and a bizarre world...
A dream, a desire, and an inexplicable feeling...
One mind, two dimensions, and some vague sustenance.
————By Ellen
Giotto, do you still remember me?
Those memories of blood?
Broken, mixed...
There are too many things forgotten and regretted.
There is no way to make up for it, both of us are gone.
Forgive me for my last wish,
He gave his soul to D,
I believe in our comrades,
Trust his softness.
My ultimate tenacity,
That lingering snow,
My unspeakable blessing
one day,
We will meet again,
Even if——
Things are different and people are different.
————SNAW