A stream of light flowed out from the sky, hiding one piece of tragedy after another. The sand was rubbed into the flesh and blood of tears by you, and fell vertically on the stars. The silence turned into starlight that forgot everything. So, when I saw you, it was like seeing the dark light on the tip of the seraph's feathers.
Be a cool sunshine.
Thinking that sunshine depends on heaven alone; instead of wishful thinking, it is better to wander far away.
Be a green wolf who returns to the earth.
I'm just a storyteller.