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"Well, I still remember the melody and lyrics of this song. Even though it's already end for a while." He chuckled，but hard to tell whether he was fascinated by the song or something else.
She kept silence, wondering how could he be so peacful and fond. Because this is just a chaotic space-time caused by accident, everything here is not true.
Even this gold dragon of some ages...
Damn it !
She tried so hard to ignore the feeling insides her heart and pretended it was just a trip beyond the plan. When the brainless Time-Order Dragon fix this, she can return home in no time and forget about all of these things.
But that will make her heart-breaking.
Thrivey had almost forgotten the last time she had such feelings. Because as the demigod of another world, she is always telling herself that she must stay away from the mortal emotion of "love" or something eles in order to avoid the pain of lost in the infinite years.
But the white-fur dragon couldn't.
He knew——at least she thought he knew, the other half of her is screaming and struggling from the indifference, numbness for a very long time.
Where there is even 1% of humanity, there is a delicate sailboat waiting for a love sea to hold every hurting storm.
The half god finally stepped back and let the ordinary but most sincere dragon in charge of this body.
"Still can't wait to the end, right?" Moserian put his claw on her left shoulder, said meaningfully.
She hesitantly nodded but obviously not sure about that.
The gold dragon didn't explain anything more, but gently took a glass of wine and passed it to Thrivey.
"Last dance before the new year, shall we?"
She took the glass carefully, dared not make eye contact with him.
Something inside her is being filled. A kind of warmth and safety spread all around the dragon's body.
Slowly, the song was played again in the dance steps and the arrival of the midnight bell for New Year's Day.
With the end, and the beginning...

Don't read the last page
But I stay when it's hard or it's wrong or we're making mistakes
I want your midnights
But I'll be cleaning up bottles with you on New Year's Day.
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This is a new commision with Thrivey my dear girl. You are so sweet and lovely!
The above text is a part of my short story. I'm trying my best to finish it soon.

Art by tiaozi（na-nor studio)

Description
"Well, I still remember the melody and lyrics of this song. Even though it's already end for a while." He chuckled，but hard to tell whether he was fascinated by the song or something else.
She kept silence, wondering how could he be so peacful and fond. Because this is just a chaotic space-time caused by accident, everything here is not true.
Even this gold dragon of some ages...
Damn it !
She tried so hard to ignore the feeling insides her heart and pretended it was just a trip beyond the plan. When the brainless Time-Order Dragon fix this, she can return home in no time and forget about all of these things.
But that will make her heart-breaking.
Thrivey had almost forgotten the last time she had such feelings. Because as the demigod of another world, she is always telling herself that she must stay away from the mortal emotion of "love" or something eles in order to avoid the pain of lost in the infinite years.
But the white-fur dragon couldn't.
He knew——at least she thought he knew, the other half of her is screaming and struggling from the indifference, numbness for a very long time.
Where there is even 1% of humanity, there is a delicate sailboat waiting for a love sea to hold every hurting storm.
The half god finally stepped back and let the ordinary but most sincere dragon in charge of this body.
"Still can't wait to the end, right?" Moserian put his claw on her left shoulder, said meaningfully.
She hesitantly nodded but obviously not sure about that.
The gold dragon didn't explain anything more, but gently took a glass of wine and passed it to Thrivey.
"Last dance before the new year, shall we?"
She took the glass carefully, dared not make eye contact with him.
Something inside her is being filled. A kind of warmth and safety spread all around the dragon's body.
Slowly, the song was played again in the dance steps and the arrival of the midnight bell for New Year's Day.
With the end, and the beginning...

Don't read the last page
But I stay when it's hard or it's wrong or we're making mistakes
I want your midnights
But I'll be cleaning up bottles with you on New Year's Day.
——————————————————————————————————————————————————————
This is a new commision with Thrivey my dear girl. You are so sweet and lovely!
The above text is a part of my short story. I'm trying my best to finish it soon.

Art by tiaozi（na-nor studio)