Where were you then?
Who else was there?
Saying what?
Why will the whole of love come on me suddenly
When I am sad and feel you are far away?
The book fell that is always turned to at twilight
and my cape rolled like a hurt dog at my feet.
Always, always you recede through the evenings
towards where the twilight goes erasing statues.
——Pablo Neruda[we have lost even this twilight]
Young man, in this set of fate, do you believe more in retribution or the so-called love at first sight?
A fanfic of the movie "The Wolverine", the heroine is original, the hero is Chris Bradley, short story.
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