Book of the Earth and the World

Ten years is enough for youth to fade away and for the city to change its appearance. She walked on the familiar yet unfamiliar streets, watching the snowflakes fall year after year, as if she was waiting for a vague miracle, or maybe she was just fulfilling a promise told to the wind. Until that snowy night, the halo of the street lamp outlined the red color that spanned time and space... This is a story about remembering and waiting, about how fate crosses the barriers of the world, and finally runs for love.