Waterbell's Thoughts

When did all that admiration and affection begin?

Was it when he handed over that fowlbeast egg, or way back in childhood, with that silly joke about my height?

Seems like it was neither.

I don't know when it started or why, but from some day on, just seeing his figure would make me happy.

Geez, what a muddled mess.

Started in a daze, and ended in a daze without ever really doing anything.

He's been forever frozen in that rainy night, never growing older.

If I had been just a little braver, would things have been different?

If I had stopped him at the cost of my life, could I have kept him alive?

Ruan Yi, today I walked to the entrance of the stockade, wanting to see the world outside. But if I leave and spend a few decades out there, will I end up forgetting you?

But I don't want to.

Ruan Yi, I've always been kinda like this ... my thoughts are all jumbled up, pretty dumb, huh?

I never blamed you.

(The writing that follows is blurred by splotchy water stains)