Recently, I always have the same dream. In the dream, between the flow of light and shadow, a woman covered in black gauze slowly walks out from the end. I don't know why, I stretched out my hand to hold her again and again, but I couldn't reach her again and again, as if she was far away from me. Next to her, there was another me, wearing the same long waisted skirt as hers, with a look of confusion on her face. The woman no longer looked at me, she just waved her long black and red dress embroidered with dark patterns of flowers, walked away, and opened a lace-covered fan with shells to cover the top of my other head. Then, the red thorns on the ground receded like a tide, unable to touch that me in the slightest.
Behind him is a huge silver moon.
The two of them burned quietly under the silver moon.
I couldn't do anything, I couldn't even lift my arms, and watched as the two of them turned into two wisps of smoke and flew away into the sky, leaving only a patch of moonlight.
There was a voice in my mind that said, I want to see her again, listen to her talk again, and have her read the novel "Curse Anne" to me from above...
I want her to pout her red lips again and tell me her name——
Tess Nagel.
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Supernatural logic flow, the background is mostly European style, just to share my world with you.
Concept: Love is always in silence