I Like Sky.

Lady and her.... Cat?

There are no stars in the endless sky above our heads.

They were eaten long ago.

I found this place. It's like a small patch from different times and I can't lie that I don't love it.

Even though I probably shouldn't be here.

As well as I was the one who watched.

Always.

But I think it doesn't really matter now

Winter.

I don't quite remember what happened.

Something was taken. I don't know what and when, but there is still emptiness.

Is it still hungry?

It's been a while. I don't think I want to speak about red lights again, but... It's inevitable, isn't it.

I can't just ignore them.

Old ferris wheel in park I haven't been into for a long while.