Derived on the edge of despair, struggling in love and abandonment, the face behind the black wings, reaching out to touch the staring eyes, whether you can maintain that innocent smile after centuries of separation. Please tell me, the flower of love that grew quietly, why did it fall into silence?
Tears fill my heart. I am exhausted physically and mentally. A strange face is reflected in the transparent ice crystal. I want to gently play with your soft hair. In this quiet encounter, I can see the tears blooming. My dear, even the flying petals are filled with our memories. Being your shadow is proof of love.