When Harley Quinn from a parallel world without the Joker arrives in a world with the Joker
You are a demon, and I am captivated by you. I become your devoted apostle, and from now on you are my faith, while I turn into a demon.
Heaven may be beautiful, but it is nothing compared to your eyes. Your white wings may be holy, but without you, I'd rather have none.
Again and again, memories turn life into a circle, and I spin in place endlessly, unable to escape. I always hope to return to where we first met. If I could choose again, I think I could love you more simply.
The sky bears no trace of wings, yet the birds have flown past. My heart bears no cut from a knife, yet the pain is so clear. The wounds left in the softest place in my chest by the person I love are far sharper than injuries to the body.
Beneath the silent stars, in a darkness as treacherous as a poem, amid dangers unknown that constantly move forward, little by little, I find a calm that fears no death.
Life is like a ball. The person who taught me my first steps may not be the one who stays with me until the dance is over...
Will you update the article about being in New York full-time?