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发帖数: 720 | 1 Suddenly I understood a bit, understood why we could endure so many cold,
gloomy and bloody days. All the enduring was for such a day, for such a lake
that flowed quietly in the woods, for such an elf who sang joyfully in the
moonlight……
I thought about the first day, the day I set out from Lonely Mountain,
perhaps……even earlier……when a message from the other world came……when I
hadn’t realized what was truly death, what was affection for others, what was
the first teardrop.
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