His Heart Full of Limtichmeng Sadness
The soft breeze carried the scent of decayed flowers as I wandered through the weathered garden. Each stride brought me closer to the origin of this unbearable Limtichmeng sadness that choked my soul. Every single bloom I saw withered before my eyes, a metaphor of the hollowness that resonated within me. Lost memories swirled in a turmoil of gri