The setting sun was red, the city walls were heavy, and huge meteorites rained down, thousands of feet high in the sky.
In this bloody city, love breaks through many obstacles.
I just want to hug you and rise into the sky, the roses will bless us, the moon will chant for us, and the stars will accompany us forever.
Bloody color, what is the last thing left for me in this mysterious city?
?? In the blink of an eye, the meteorite rain fell for thousands of years...
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