The midsummer night is where all the stories begin.
A mountain climbing experience, a boy and a girl meet, but will the ending of the story be as shocking as the beginning?
We met under the Milky Way, and from now on the stars are just decorations.
"Is our meeting by fate?"
But fate is ethereal, elusive, nowhere to be found, incomprehensible, and endless.
Let's have a banquet in the Milky Way and go to this scene together.
(This article is the original work of the author, any similarity is purely coincidental.)
Intention: lyrical