So close to the end of the world.
There will always be a huge ravine between us. It's not about life and death, it's not about gunfire and smoke.
That person is alive, in the Shura field thousands of miles away.
That person is dead, your nightmare on the banks of the Lethe River.
And I will never know your name until I die. I only know the blurry and clear eyes in your memory.