Darkness. Everywhere I look, everywhere I see, it’s dark. It’s pitch black. “Young Master, would you-” that was one of the maids in the Main House. She works here, works for Akito. As I heard she was interrupted by someone, in the middle of a sentence. I take a look out the window, at the raindrops that are sliding down. Sliding down to other raindrops, they are searching for friends. From the moment they land at the window, til the moment they slide down to other drops, it only takes a few secounds. I wondeer if thoose secounds are like years for them. Still, they either have, making...
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