A E F L S
It's the broken letters of a word. The sound in the memory is vague and indistinct, ringing again and again.
Shh~ Go and explore, there is only one living creature in this city, and there is nothing else?
There is only one.
Empty cities exist only because of love.
PS: Save it, it's a short story, it's still in my head (I'm writing it slowly), it contains personal settings, the ending can be said to be he
Why do I have to write more and more things? I'm choking.
Intent: Just a daily story