Mandara Manor, a warm early spring.
The sun warmly shone over the garden, and on the long chair lay a slim figure. She closed her eyes, her face tilted towards the sky, basking in the sunlight... Beside her was a book, its light blue cover inscribed with the title If My Life Had Thirty Days Left.
If my life had only thirty days left, I would surely travel around the world with the one I love most, taking in all of life's scenery.
If my life had only thirty days left, I would surely take wedding photos with the one I love, to experience what it's like to be a bride. That way, I could carry this sweet romantic dream to the other world.
If my life had only thirty days left, I would surely do all the things I often wanted but never had the time or courage to do.
Living, like shining sunlight.
Passing away, like extinguished lights...
