A fairy tale
墨晶
I've seen.
That was, a glowing little cube like a firefly.
In the air in my room,
that was spinning slowly.
That told something to me
in the voice like the dry wind.
After that,
I feel whole the things in this world strange.
Please listen, I feel myself not like myself.
Can not confess such a thing to anybody but you.
What's the matter?