Crazy City (Douhua Story)

The End Times, an era when the sky was round and the earth square, my home, the edge of the world...

The void, where the past and future can both be seen, but only at a price...

Or perhaps this is simply fate...

One person after another, one tender feeling after another, all tossed about by fate...

Only because they believed in fate. Once they did, there was no reason to ever let go...

If you understand it, dear readers, tell me what you think~~

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