My first story is full of holes. Please bear with it; I'm still revising it.
Aren't we all just bugs here, struggling to stay alive?
Are life and death really in our own hands?
She only wants to survive, only wants to return to the world she belongs to...
So please don't blame her.
To stay alive, she can do whatever it takes.
Even though she knows that no matter what she does, she can never truly go back.
Still, she won't let anyone shatter this one and only “illusion.”
