It's all one flower.

Piano player Sneigh came round the small cities of northeastern Nemoralis Island to gather information and lyrical proposals. In the city of Akant, he cooperated with the mobile broadcaster Praethermassa in broadcasting live and public.

The information and lyrics collected by the mobile broadcaster are also matched, and Farkill boy enters them all on his computer.

The lyrics to the unfinished song "All One Flower" are nearing completion, but the remainder was hard to fill.

The day after the data entry was completed, as soon as possible, the protagonists who hit the lyrics and braids gathered at the house of Mariana, supporter of the kingdom of Amitostigma.

Farkill boy distributes a bunch of paper summarizing the lyrical proposals to each person's seats.

Nine comrades gathered in a room with a grand piano.

Senator Lacueus, a harp player; Lucy Renoui, a poet of the Lacrimalis; Niptra Neumae and Oratorix, soprano singers; from the bouquet of flowers of peace, Archione and Tygeta. Before the piano, of course (of course), Sneg sits.

A handed out Farkill boy sat in front of his laptop. Next door, Senator Krapifnik calms his back too.

The two remaining bouquets of peace and the needle Amiella are on the go for use.

The whiteboard has a beautiful brush that says, "Your smile is still on my chest."

It was written by the poet Lucy Renoui just before the start of the lyrics conference. The insertion is before "sad vows and dried up tears," he says.

Senator Laqueus clawed the harp as he looked at the lyrics he had already decided to do. The main melody, which my hands have fully remembered, flows into a pure white room.

Everyone's eyes followed the lyrics and the singers moved their lips small.

"In short, what happened between" the flowers shake in the morning sun ”and" your smile is still on my chest. "

Archione, a bouquet of flowers of peace, cut the fire.

Who is this “you”?

A gaze was gathered on Lucy Renoui, who summed up a large number of words (words). The poet is obsessed with fragments of places sent from all over the world and unaware of everyone's attention.

The grand piano slowly plays the main melody.

Senator Laqueus followed the lyrics as he picked up the sound.

Under what circumstances and who saw this flower at dawn?

... you seem to be multiplying metaphors, not literally.

Senator Laqueus raised his eyes from the bundle of paper in the lyrics. I have eyes on Senator Krapifnik. Young members of the branch party of Qin Peel (Tonerico) opened their mouths waiting for the piano tone to stop.

"I don't think the word" Hiraki Island celebrates a new dawn "just means the word, but contains a metaphor."

The elected old senator of the Listwer Autonomous Region nodded looking into the eyes of the young senator.

"So I was wondering if this morning sun and flowers would be easier to make a continuation, thinking of something else"

"Right. Before the intermission, he said," Sleep in peace, "and this“ you ”must be the one who's already dead."

Niptra Neumae's well-attended voice echoes the amitostigma-style white room.

The poet does not answer.

"So is this pioneered“ darkness ”the darkness of cleansing or war that is used as a weapon as a demon asthma cannon?

"Eh, ethnic divisions and conflicts"

Following Senator Laqueus, Tygeta also thinks about what the darkness shows.

It took it and Farkill boy converted it into a more poetic expression.

"More abstract... covering people's eyes and hearts... meditation (kura) dark?

"Oh, maybe that, maybe it's all?

Tygeta raised her face from the bundle of paper and pushed her sliding down glasses up with her thin fingers.

Niptra Neumae as well as Farkil Boy and Oratorix agree.

"Turn down the chain of hatred and sorrow."

Kirkurs...... Especially suddenly, for the upper echelons of the government of the Republic of Artel, which stood in the way of war, the object of hatred is "the darkness of cleansing to use weapons as demonic asthma cannons" and its user, the Republican Army of Nemoralis.

The entire population, which is a democratic State but therefore a sovereign, is also included in its subject.

The Devil's Asthma War falls a dark shadow on many countries in the area around Lake Lacus, including the geographically sandwiched Kingdom of Lacrimalis and the kingdom of Amitostigma, which has hosted large numbers of war refugees, not just the Nemoralis and Artel, which are parties.

By the prolongation of the war, deep darkness was opening its mouth.

Kirkrus and Fluxinus.

Powerful people and powerless people.

The people of land and the people of the lake.

republicans and theocracies.

The complex intertwined flames of ethnic conflict that burned during the half century of civil unrest saw a unified settlement by the division of the Lacus Lacrimalis Republic. But the fierce fire of hatred, which seemed to quench the fire, continued to smoke after thirty years and it was reminded that the division of the state only deepened the gulf of division.

For senators Laqueus and others, an ageing and everlasting race every year, thirty years after the division of the state was long enough for generations to change.

Even the generation born after the establishment of peace, the earliest have children, and their children are already elementary school students.

Post-division education also covered the eyes of a new generation with a meditative darkness that covered their hearts.

"The beginning of the book," Pioneering a Light and Darkness, "is also found in a passage in the Bible. It means dotting the light of knowledge and illuminating the darkness of ignorance."

"The meditation of ignorance..."

The Fraxinus quietly receive and contemplate the voice of the Kirkursian Senator Laqueus. Two of the bouquets of peace and the Farkill boy nodded without saying anything.

Slightly, Senator Krapifnik spoke with his hands raised small.

"This“ you ”is a trick to say he died before the morning the flowers blossomed, right?

"Right.“ Flowers "sounds like some kind of metaphor."

Archione agreed with the young senator.

The poet remains silent and immobile.

"You're on your left, aren't you? After the flowers have bloomed, the fruit will be raw."

In one word of Oratorix, Archione and Tygeta looked at each other haphazardly.

"The fruits, the peace, the understanding of each other that falls apart, goes on"

"Some good achievement is a trick, isn't it?

Tygeta looks around at the adults.

Senator Krapifnik took a glance over his glasses.

"Right. It's a flower at dawn, just a moment before peace and other complete achievements appear... not suddenly everything is aimed at perfection, little by little"

"Uh, so, what do you say the middle school students in this village wrote to me," Towards the same morning ”?

A Farkill boy pulls one out of a bunch of paper and shows that line.

Senator Laqueus saw the draft lyrics to the concession.

One of the ideas gathered by the mobile broadcaster Praethermissa in a village in the northeast of the island of Nemoralis.