Train sound.
Violins everywhere.
Some people dancing under the first day of December.
They seem to enjoy theirselves.
But
Something is missing.
A voice..
Someone is missing.
I'm going to find it .
That precious voice.
Voice of crystal.
Man of snow.
This December is My December.
This December is Our December.
Then I'm going to ask you
Can I feel your heart?
YOU ARE READING
Crystal Snow
FanfictionYou are as beautiful as a crystal snow. We know each other for a long time , yet you don't know. You are my everything , my delicate snowflake. Every time I see you I want to melt under the night. Everything begins in December , and finish in Decemb...
