The Slope Leading Towards The Starry Sky

In the dusk, amid the wintry wind.

The shadow of the girl.

Suddenly, the prologue begins.

Before I could catch myself…

I ran out in a hurry...

Spurred on by my heart in turmoil…

Never turning back…

To gaze at the white walls…

Fading into the distance…

Surrounded by painful signs…Of a season symbolic of <life> fading away…

The approaching darkness...

Seemed like it’ll never clear up...

I tried desperately to hold on

To

my

heart

falling

into

shambles…

This long slope leading towards the starry sky…

Seemed like an eternity to me…

🌸Flowers blossom only to wither…🌸

A scene repeated countless times since the <era> of gods...

I have never once...thought of that sight as beautiful…

The sunlight of spring reveals itself after long

Only for mock shadows to relentlessly trample each other in pursuit of that light

I have never once...thought of that act as beautiful…

I’ve lived in resignation…

Never in want of anything...but…

I wasn’t able to give up…

On this one last wish…

So, holding it tightly to my chest…

I run up…