A short story originated from a poem I read.
"Old" Witch X Past and Present Bucket
This time, I will fuck you with family affection. One sentence summary: You saved me in the past, and I can save you now
I would like to dedicate this document to the red robin I love whose wings were broken off in the yellow sand.
Inspired by "Deliverance" by Alejandra Pizarnik
May everyone find their own salvation in the torrent of time
Purpose: Save the robin that lost its wings
