Every new sunrise is a fresh beginning of the modern-day. In the human being, nothing lasts forever besides remembrances that were established and created when they were still breathing and alive.
The bracelet that I was holding soon glowed in the rays of the rising sun. Compared to the necklace that Mael gave to Gee when she answered him, this bracelet is more glamorous. Aside from engraving the wildflowers and apple as an indication of her sacred scent, it was made with actual gold.
I am not sarcastic here; as I said before, I already acknowledge that Mael is the man for Gee in this universe. However, I can't help myself to felt frantic as I regret it every day.
My deserted and lonely months, weeks, and days until it reaches its first year depart quickly along with the greeting of the
