Act II: Oakleaf Geranium

Finale: Heaven

You are the path I choose to take.
Let my bones become your spear.
and my heart as your shield.
You are the lake,
That I'm so desperate to come near.
Yet my soul always yield.

Clueless what path I should take next,
Hence, bounded by something I have never encountered before.
Loneliness.

Even I, Quercifolium, the flower who're always against loneliness, must felt this.
I have seen many who suffer from the absence of love. Whose heart filled with dust and sand instead of joy and fullness.

I am one of them now... It's cold.
My petals are falling apart.
A road to death is the only thing I told.

At sudden, a glimpse from many eons ago appeared inside of me.
From a girl who lost her greatest friend.

She laid an Oak Leaf Geranium on her best friend's grave and She whispered;

"Everytime I look up to the moon, to a lonely mountain, to a horse grazing on a vast grassland, I will always remember you. Not because it reminds me of loneliness, but it reminds me of my love for you. You are always here, live, now and for eternity."

It is true.

I live because love is among all of you.
I live because all of you who remain in that love.
I live because of you. You are the heaven on earth.
And now, I shall die. So you could always live like that.

I am Quercifolium.
The flower who'll make loneliness crumble.
Heaven is here, with you.