pandaswood
Everything begins from sunset. There you can finally feel wind whiff hitting your face and make your cheeks become red of cold weather. "It's your fault" the voice inside your head is shouting to you and you nod in agreement. "It's your fault" can hear it again and again till freezing autumn water makes him shut his mouth. "He will be more happy without some shit as me" you believe that it's true, close your eyes. Wasn't it you who just fell from this tower? Are you still hoping that someone will come and save you? No one will. " 'Cause it's your fault".