An innocent love, of singing on the roof and a soothing melody. The feathers of a certain bird float serenely on the unbroken surface of clear water. And in that beautiful reflection she lies with his head upon her cold lap, a charming lullaby falling from her pale lips. In the low light of the moon illuminating twilight, she shines. How many times will he call her name knowing it's meaningless. Your chocolate kiss now tastes like regret and reminiscence. THIS BOOK IS UNFINISHED AND WILL LIKELY NOT GET FINISHED, PLEASE TAKE INTO ACCOUNT WHEN READING.
12 parts