Silent winter.
Snow has been falling for several days, and the world is covered in pure white. The rolling mountains in the distance, the neatly arranged village houses, the sky and the earth, and the frozen ponds are all buried in thick white. Only the trees with fallen leaves could be seen standing quietly in the snow, their black branches swaying in the cold wind, shaking off the snow accumulated on the branches.
It seemed like there was only this black and white silhouette left in the world.
"I..."
"I just want to see the cherry blossoms in bloom again..."
"Please, let me see the cherry blossoms again, even just for a moment..."
As if in response to this low voice, a crimson flowing cloud quietly stopped on the black branches...
Intention: