FOLLOWING YOU TO THE Tomb
At the far end of the room, I am standing straight in front of the window and staring at your face in the moonlight. In the middle of the night -- Dim lights, windows without curtains --then the music of Howls Moving Castle in the wind, I suddenly waved my hand to the base of my lips and rubbed it gently. Then -- our breaths mutter each other.
"You have secrets and complexities from childhood." His speech was clear and gentle. I smiled -- then waved my lips at him.
"And my regret is following you to the grave," I whispered with a smile. then -- a radiant light gradually emerged from his body. And our numbers were pure in the room -- until the music of Howls Moving Castle became a 'euphoria' for me.
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