The Escape of Layla

In the tall tower where the moon shadow plunges in, the beautiful queen is still playing with the birds in the cage today.I looked at her somewhere blurry, shaking her linen hair and laughing with a poor voice like rolling a bell.

Even her delicate shadow, which shakes every time she laughs, seems clear, but it feels like there's even sweet honey in there. It's a really weird feeling.

"Lewis?"

Did you notice my presence? She looked back and walked happily.I never pretend to rush, but I still realize that my pace is slightly faster than usual, and my heart is satisfied.Ever since I was a kid, it's a testament to your favor.

"Are you ready for work now?

Shaking her pale dress, she looked up at us with only a few expectations.Beautiful linen eyes.Always a little worried and more beautiful than any jewel, even if you cry.

"Please sit down quickly.Would you like me to make you some tea?

Sit side-by-side on a leather sofa so that she can be guided by her little hand.A dazzling silver moonlight was plugged into the large window.The two shadows melt together and stick to the sofa.

"Today, we embroidered.I'm trying a little tricky, but it's really fun. "

She casually dropped her gaze on her fingertips, which, as she said, loosened her cheeks, and there were some red dot-shaped wounds.Did you get injured by the embroidery needle?

Gently touching the scar, she blushed her cheeks with it.He's always the first to react.

Her warmth from her fingertips somehow seemed so precious.It looks like something you can never touch again, something you've lost.

"I'm embarrassed, I got hurt...It doesn't hurt. "

Holding her fingertips to hide the wound, she grabbed her hand halfway through.The distance that narrowed to the applause created a strange tension in the Moon Shadow Tower.

"Ah, um... Your Highness..."

It was fun watching her with her eyelashes down and her linen eyes swimming, as if she didn't know what to do.Keep observing for a while and watch her cheeks dye red.

Couldn't stand it anymore, she waved away my hand and tried to distance herself, but she slowly trapped her in her arms.

She was reflectively frightened, but eventually she leaned her head on my shoulder. [M]Linen hair as smooth as silk thread slipped off her thin shoulders.

Even such a small sight shook my heart when it was beautiful.The shaking generates a fever and you are increasingly being held captive. [M]

My daily routine repeats itself. [M]The shaking and heat you gave me melts the mind itself, and gradually it can't even keep its contours.

I wanted to give you more of this burning pain. [M]I'm sure you didn't know, until the end.I can't believe how mad I was at you. [M]I bet you cut yourself on that cold ice floor without knowing anything.

Besides, there was no way that we could be completely happy when we felt dark satisfaction.I couldn't have made you happy. [M]Still, I wanted to keep it by my side.No matter how much you hate me, no matter how broken you are, I wish I had something that was you. [M]I'm glad to hear that.

"Leila...."

When she calls her name, she looks up slightly in her arms and smiles like a broken flower.In a fragile dream that I will forget when I wake up, you will behave as I wish tonight. [M]Much easier than you were when you were alive.

"That's right... you weren't very kind.Ever since we first met. "

He was at the opposite end of things like peace and tranquility.You've never given me peace of mind.Every time I met you, you burned my heart.

Slowly putting her linen hair on her ear, she closed her eyelids in a ticklish manner.The shadow of the eyelashes dropped is fine and can be seen forever.

I can't even remember if I liked your figure or if I was attracted to your gentle personality.It's just that you were enough to shake me and distort me.

As if she were closing her eyelids, she gently overlays her lips on the plump red lips.Soft and sweet, with a taste of tears and blood.If you're in a dream, it's strangely realistic, even though you just have to go through your dreams.

With an inadvertent self-taunting smile, I slightly lifted my lips and met you in a dream with red cheeks.

If the future of scheduled harmony had awaited, would you have accepted me with that look? [M]I wonder if you were parrying that imperative touch with a smile called the perfect "goddess."

If you think so, maybe there are times when it's better in your dreams.Once again, I couldn't help but get drunk on the taste of your blood. [M]

"... I should've hurt you more.Even in the post-mortem world, I want you to remember me. "

Reach out to the narrow neck and push it down onto the sofa, laughing at the distance that your breath touches.I knew you were smiling in your dreams and wouldn't show me a tear. [M]I want to see that clear tear reflecting the moon shadow.

"You're mine."

I wonder if there's anything wrong with me laughing at your shadowy phantom in my dreams.

But I'm satisfied with my wonders.Much more than when you were alive.You did not seem to return my peace, but I am relieved by the fact that you will never show up in front of me again.It's no use scorching your heart with such heat anymore.

I put my hands on the thin neck and applied my strength without any strain.I was just watching your distorted smile collapse quietly like a doll. [M]

"... you're mine."

The moon shadow illuminates both of them.Your beautiful and clear voice is the earliest I can hear. [M]