PREQUIL
She Laid At The Snowy Cliffside...Rushed Footsteps Awoken Her And The Lover Felt The Feeling Of Icey Tears Coming...
He Stopped In Front Of Her And Sat Down...He Picked Her Up, In His Lap With The Life Flowing Out Slowely...
The Misery...Felt Longer Than Anything In World, The Lovers Name Was Hyro Setsuko...
He Knew She Would Die Any Minute...So He Took The Last Of The Energy He Had And Put His Hand On Her Forehead...
She Slowely Blacked Out Saying Her Words That Rang Through Hyro's Head Like A Poem...
"Your Beloved Angel..."
She Heard Blurred Noises In The Background And Her Eyes Slid Closes One Final Time...
He Lifted His Hand Off Her Forehead And Looked To The Sky Above...The Total Greyness Never Looked So Calm...
Before He Knew It, Tears Rolled Down His Face...This Was Saying His Was Of Saying Goodbye...
