Aslan likes beautiful things.
The morning sun, the church hymns, the girl's skirt...
The empty castle becomes eerily quiet at night.
Light a candle and look at the subtle firelight until dawn the next day.
"Aslan, give me a promise."
"... Okay."
…
The smiling man disappears into the dazzling midday sun with his back to the light.
"Are you satisfied with this result?"
"Probably..."
No one taught me what love is.
I thought, at least I would not let my descendants follow in the same footsteps.
I don't know if the results are good or not.
Please look at it for me.
"Did you hear that, Alice?"
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I don't know what to write, and I have no idea what to write.
I guess my outlook on life is not correct and I am not very positive.
Fate update?
Concept: What is the process of finding love for a love-starved teenager?