Eleonore had another dream, but this time she saw a picture of herself with a man, but she didn't know who it was. The dream is like being at the crossroads of the world. is it about future dreams? or is this a part of the past? I dunno, it all feels weird. He could only enjoy the dream, and damn it. he realized that it was a dream.
Ele looked up at the sky this morning sadly, in just a few hours his life had turned like a windmill. But this time the windmill fell to the ground and made it impossible to turn again, He sighed again.
When he saw himself and a black-haired man having breakfast together by the lake, From the many requests for the last time. the man only asked for breakfast together on the edge of a quiet lake.
