【Facing the sea, spring blossoms - wooden, no longer heart】
How I long for tomorrow!
How I long for the dawn!
pity!
pity!
There is a silent bloody rain and dull blur, which has been thousands of years!
Dyed in the wool.
Is it really the People who have been cursed by God?
If the Creator can really erase a corner of this world, I hope—
Creatures.
Never come again, this tragic pig in the sand.
Facing the sea, spring blossoms.
Wooden, no longer heartless...
