In the midst of the thunder's orchestra
I saw your face from afar
Shrouded with joy you are
And I felt cold as tears slip past

Tears......

I almost forgot how it taste like......

After almost 3 years......

I finally tasted tears again......

But, it doesn't taste like what I used to think it was......

It was......

Bitter.

And I like it......

Bitter tears slipped down my face as I thought of the past......

Ah, how nostalgic......

I wonder if he still remembers the way he scolded me that very day, I still remember how much it hurted......

Like the Golden Sun's rays piercing through every part of my body, I felt like I was paralysed for a moment of two. And then, like a vampire sinking its teeth into my neck, I felt like my energy draining off......

Like millions of shattered glass scratching pass my face, I felt like crying. Like witnessing the rising of the Golden Sun, I felt like fainting......

It's the holidays and I hadn't seen him for a week or so, can't help but miss him......

He seems like an ice pillar, but she can see there's a light torch burning brightly inside. She know there is warmth inside there and she tried to use all the heat she's left with to melt the ice off, just to get a bit of warmth from within it.

But she failed.

And she saw with her own eyes, another person who melted it off......

And she cried......

For the first time......

For a boy......

And now she shall stop writing, for she doesn't want to experience the pain of the rays of the Sun piercing through her......

And she shall rise again when the Bloody Moon rises along with wolves howls and Shadowy Nights......