You, Who’s Kind Only To Me

The chains that bound both arms tightly. During that time when a thirst and pain seemed to squeeze the heart. Gasping for breath in shallow breaths. “It’s like a living sacrifice,” Her gaze met eyes resembling a brilliant dawn. A man with a face and voice as if created by God approached and spoke. “It’s clearly a violation of imperial law.” The crimson moon eyes that seemed poised to devour her. A distorted moonlight. That gaze was etched like a scar into her. So much so, to an unforgettable degree. However, ever since she met that man, someone keeps appearing in her dreams. A strangely tender and longed-for figure. * * * A single blue butterfly, scattering light like a fantasy, w...