Her feet were still clad in slippers she had brought back from the manor, and as the intoxicating effect of the alcohol took hold, she found herself somewhat dazed, her vision turning hazy.
Will Caddel supported her all the way. At first, she remained quiet, occasionally mumbling a few words, but gradually, she started to ramble.
"This summer, I wanted to go to the countryside to watch fireflies, but summer has passed, and I didn't find the time..."
"The stars twinkle in the sky, and the fireflies flit around in the air, it must be beautiful..."
"Summer has gone, can winter be far behind? Maple Mountain... the boardwalk... white snow... when it snows, I want to go back for a stroll... but I don't really want to go back... no home, no hometown..."
