I like you, just as I did back then, when our eyes met for a brief moment beneath the tree of enduring love.
I like you, just as I did back then, when all around us was song and dance, yet you were as quiet as still water.
I like you, just as I did back then, when the ground was stained with blood, yet you smiled like a flower.
I like you, just as I do now, tending a plot of land for one person and singing a love song for one person.
Important: Please read this.
1. I don't know when I'll start posting this story.
2. There may be some angst along the way or at the end. It depends on this silly author's mood.
3. This silly author is too blind to spot typos, so please help catch them, my dears.
4. Once I've built up a backlog, I'll try to update daily and all that. Yeah, mostly it still depends on my mood.
