"I can fly..."
I don't know when Lelia stopped laughing. She looked at the sky outside and heard the laughter of the past.
"I can fly..."
This sentence was vaguely in my ears and vivid in my mind. At the moment when the longitude and latitude lines intersected, everything was messed up.
Like a mess of red threads, completely messed up.
"Lady Lelia."
"Lelia..."