Who can see the sadness hidden in the darkness, like a shadow left in the pale sky? You will never know what kind of painful past they have, what kind of helpless despair they have. The wheel of fate runs over the body, broken and dripping with blood, but in the end it cannot withstand all the betrayal and oncoming loneliness. When all the warmth and hope are gone, what else is worth waiting for with your life? The despair that thrives in the depths of the Moon Palace is haunted by powerless souls. A palace and a death bury all the warm past.
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