Les fleurs des eaux referment leurs corolles

[hana_to_iji]

From a different perspective than usual, like I was looking at everything from either high above, or far below ground, I watched a bridge blossom from an acorn. The bridge stretched out over the water but crumbled and turned into sprinkles that rained down. I think I got some in my hair, but I shouldn't have, because I wasn't anywhere near there. And then Niou was there and said that winter begins but darkness is always bright.

Such a strange dream and it doesn't make sense (which makes sense, because it's a dream) but yet I remember everything so vividly. I don't know what to make of that...