了那个。
那个正与我沉默对视着的，可怕的事物。
我盯着它，全身的温度渐渐冷却下来。这不是真的。
这不是真的。
在我父母笼着黑纱的遗像旁，另一幅崭新的画像，也正笼着黑纱沉静的挂在那里。
安娜，她隔着黑纱冲我温婉的笑。那不是她，那不是属于她的笑。
安娜死了。
I lick the blood on myfingertips,my tongue tastes the fishy and sweet taste,like the best mellowwine. Although it is not part of my cold blood.
The blood on the ground isswamped over my feet,like a thick lake which is spread.I’m singing,and dancingon the chestboard which is covered by blood.
I feel the energy of ice isrunning in my vascular ,and dancing on my fingertips .I see the beautiful frostpattern cling the wall,frozen the blood on the ground,how beautiful,Ismiled,how beautiful.
The fears that once controlledme,can’t get me at all.
The ice and frost crush thecarved glass, I bathe in the crystal and crushing glass rain.Feel just like afish in water.
I’m one with wind andsky,my soul is spiraling in frozen fractals all around.
I will never feel cold,the cold never bothered me anyway.
I running out of the basilica,with the laughter and frost,I never feel that I’m so free.
I running over every floor in the castle, allthe people were horrified to see me and escape me.But who care about thatI don’tcare what the going to say.
I open everydoor, percussion and screaming heard.But isn’tit the best accompaniment to my金joy?
I run to thesecond floor of castle,with the crazy laughter,I open the door.
The second door is locked,but it can’t stopme at all.The thin wooden door is crushed under my magic in my hand.
I look into thedoor,then I found that.
The scaredthing is look at me in silence.
In my parent’s shrouded by black yarnportrait next,is another new portrait,it is also shrouded by black yarn and sithere in silence.
Anna,she smiledto me gently across the black yarn.That isn’t her,the smile is never belongs toher.
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