I write things that fits her character. Sometimes I feel we are one, that I am her. Because I feel what she feels. But that's impossible. Because I'm not a girl. She is. It's very complicated, the situation I am in. Because I know a lot about her. But she doesn't even know me. And yet, we live in the same body.

I'm flying to Japan, Hime. Will you go there with me?" Earl Stephan asked, and Hime couldn't find any words to answer. A historical mysterious life of Hime Mortfields.

The sanguine boy meets the forlorn lass.

This was just a random sad poem I wrote when I felt so depressed and got carried away with my own uncontrollable emotions. I wrote it after I watched a movie that had a very sad ending, so tragic that I got carried away.