Love stops in the heart, like seeing the first light. Paper cranes redeem the old, and the tea days are long. This is a story about redemption. Maybe we have hurt someone once, but maybe you have also become someone's light. Although the painful memories can no longer be made up for, you see, every firefly that comes for you is the gentlest kiss you have ever given to the world.
Intention: what you see, what you feel, what you think about.