Beatrice

The darkest hour is before dawn.
The harshest season is before spring arrives.

It was a brilliant time, and even an overly luxurious time for me.

Although all of this was obtained because of my responsibilities and obligations, those days were still beautiful and happy.

I want to fulfill my responsibilities.

Just as the blooming flowers smile at me, I want to be their warm light.

Like a tall tree blocking out the scorching sun, I want to be someone's shelter.

I want to be someone's gentle spring.

However, before spring came, winter arrived without any warning.

That day I lost everything.

The burning flames, the blood flowing on the ground, and the sky with its eyes wide open, it appeared before my eyes like a violent and absurd picture.

The flowers that once smiled brilliantly now have thorns that prick my hands.

The big tree that once protected everything could not withstand the storm and fell down.

When I was crying under the blood-red moon, a steel man from the north came to visit me.

"Please don't let me go."

Frightened of what I was seeing, I buried my face in his arms and closed my ears.

I can only pray that this will all pass peacefully.

After escaping from the nightmare forest with difficulty, I followed him to the land covered with ice and snow.

This is a land of eternal winter, with endless white snow spreading out, so white that the boundary between heaven and earth is blurred.

And my winter also came with it. Here, I learned how to endure the cold and how to bury my emotions deep in my heart.

In the endless years, I endured one winter after another.

Waiting for spring to come to my world again.