Heavy rain poured down, and people burst into tears. Rain and tears washed away this bloody and sinful city. Those who see blood are no longer holy. The blood washes away the beauty of the past and brings only endless despair. The girl stood at the door, looking at the once bustling hall, which was now dead silent, with no more familiar figures. She cried and laughed. Those candies she held in her hands with all her strength were an empty dream after all.
Intention: I want to continue the dream