The most fleeting time. Drunk and fleeting.
For a soul that has been lonely for thousands of years, where does the unwavering vow begin?
One day in the sky and one year in the earth.
Waiting hard, waiting hard.
The things that I wanted to protect passed by me again and again.
True and false, false and true.
For her own beliefs, for the promise she made to herself, she waited and was lonely for a thousand years.
No matter where you are, I will definitely find you!