Footsteps are left on the dirt ground....a mist develops in the undeveloped land. Sakura petals are falling...falling...to the bare ground. The sky is full of gloom and humidity can be felt in the air.
As we walk side by side...someone can be heard farther down the crossroad. Who is it? The sound is a low sound...it comes closer...and closer...
"The blue sky is infinitely high, crystal clear...that's what the world should be...a world of infinite possibilities, laid before us, crystal clear"
" Those frozen blue eyes, I want to keep in my heart... The courage that was lost, remember me again... A shooting star that twinkles in the night, I am gazing into Ice Blue Eyes "
