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The summer breeze moves countless windmills, and the grass in the wilderness looks like waves. The perennial sunflowers are still singing, under the clear and bright sky. Your shadow can be seen everywhere.
The creamy cotton-like clouds roll in, almost touching the ground. I am not unable to gallop, as this vast land is all before me, yet I am not unable to gallop.
Because every step into the memories is heartbreaking, like a countless fine rain falling, piercing through the body like needles. But it's densely packed and not painful, just a patch of redness.
I have always been curious, what is the name of the mirror with big eyes at the corner, standing silently alongside the trees and mailbox. Down below, countless brick houses, the most common sight. Farmlands, rice fields, rivers, and in the distance, a group of mountains, a bridge crossing a lake. Are these your memories, the splendid world you once inhabited? In between two houses, I peek at the bright shimmering water. The scorching sun divides the ground into patches of shadow, leaning against the ancient wall, the scent of water is pleasant. By the water, I also feel recharged.
Is this not by the sea, yet rivers are everywhere. Like capillaries all over the human body.
Creak...
Why does the door always make this sound.
In the moment of turning the handle, countless scenes flash before my eyes. The student dormitory of Ghost Blue, silent and dark windows. Flowers, vibrant red. The sky, wires on the electric poles blocking the view. The purple sunset, flickering sparklers, a cat, and a song of drawing on a certain afternoon. Are all of these your guidance, In the midst of fate, are you there?
I can also feel the confusion you once experienced. And everything. The tears that fall for no reason, I,
I know you are there.
As I fell from the peak, looking at the rock face that seemed more within reach, and the sea of flowers just within arm's reach. When my heart was leaping, I knew you were there, it was you who made me soar.
Waking up from the wardrobe, the soft scent of clothes permeates my nostrils. The light from outside shines through, opening the door, and everything appears before my eyes.
That's something you've never mentioned. When I'm in the room, you speak to me in my mind. This feeling is too strange for anyone to explain.
But I sadly understand that this is ultimately just an illusion. I just open the bedroom fan, and everything you see spills out before my eyes like a surge.
This beauty cannot wash away that secret. The mist, the monster,
The you who has disappeared.
Even though you have explained everything to me in my mind, can I say that this strange conversation can also make you understand my thoughts?
No, the fragmented scenes before me, you have already told me everything through these hints, even if they are not explicit.
Your blank memories, the disappeared you. Just like the missing parts in a diary.
Telling me one, but never two.
Talking about the future, but not mentioning the present.
Ah, I understand now, and I am even at ease.
In the shadows beneath the treetops, silently swept by the wind.
I know you are there.
Reality, no, this illusion confirms my thoughts. As I stepped back to the bedroom door, I watched everything in front of me tremble violently. After a strong agitation, a new scene appeared before my eyes.
Hmm... the unfathomable spiral.
In the endless spiral, there is an empty door at regular intervals.
Is it a level, or a barrier?
The girl with a straw hat and braided hair finally appeared before my eyes, in this azure world under the sky.
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