Crimson Shade
The sound of the wind blows through the top of the wood. Sneaky with the leaves until the sound is soft ... Under the full moonlight that woven down in the middle of the dense forest Some smells float with the wind - soft and warm. Until he stopped standing in the middle of a trace without a human trace. "... this smell ..." Brother red eyes under the shadow of the hair busy Blurred with some power that should not appear in this world again. He holds his hand firmly engraved on his wrist - a full moon symbol - gradually Red glow As if responding to something that was approaching. That means ... You are here The person he has been looking for for the whole life ... The owner of "Monday Crescent" that will fill him The other side of the forest A young woman is running through the bushes. Small body, winking with the moonlight Silver hair reflecting faint light Along with a small rabbit ears That is almost hidden under the cap She carried a little breath. One hand held abnormally glowing left wrist. "No more ... Why is it brighter again ..." The crescent symbol on her wrist was dancing hard. As if it was happy to be close to 'someone'
About Crimson Shade
The sound of the wind blows through the top of the wood. Sneaky with the leaves until the sound is soft ... Under the full moonlight that woven down in the middle of the dense forest Some smells float with the wind - soft and warm. Until he stopped standing in the middle of a trace without a human trace. "... this smell ..." Brother red eyes un...Read more