The girl with the fire wheel.

I don't really remember how long I've been here. In a place like this shit, I always looked up at the sky. A big big big sun floating in the sky. Warm sunshine gently pouring down on everyone. If it were much clearer, how happy the world would be. So I kept praying every day that it would be sunny tomorrow. I cried and prayed desperately. 　And on a cold, dim, cold, shitty rainy day, we died. 　- I thought so. * Successfully completed. Thank you. In addition, I have decided to book it. It's after autumn and a lot ahead of me. In the meantime, I would like to update the external legend or something.