There she is, floating between two worlds again… where the light of the silver moon still reaches under the surface. The fragile rays penetrate the gloomy depths, strangely easing the

He was in too far before he even noticed. He had been following the usual path — and then it vanished before his very eyes. That was when he felt

I look up at the tall sakura trees — I am the abundance of spring. I look to the river rushing below — I flow with purpose, trusting the current.