The cold rain finally disappeared with the passage of time, giving way to this dazzling sunny sky.
In this vast and lonely broken land, perhaps only this lonely corner with a campfire burning can once again feel a little warmth, even though that warmth, like the flames burning in front of us, is within reach but also very dangerous.
Just like now, in the moment embraced by the gentle breeze, our breath almost forgotten due to the intersection of our gazes. That second frozen in time seems to deliver the future. A face both unfamiliar and familiar, carrying the sins of the past. If you are guilty, then I am guilty as well. So...
"Tell me, what is your ultimate choice?"
A few hours ago, the commander had a dream.
He dreamt of a beautiful and peaceful world being engulfed by a sky filled with scarlet.
He dreamt of a distant friend running towards him, leaving behind a tearful smile in the moment the world was torn apart.
He also dreamed of countless versions of himself, from the past and the future, carrying countless different endings that blurred the line between fantasy and reality.
He cried... under the moonlight that she gazed upon...
He woke up... It turns out that it was not all a dream...
Looking up through the tears in his eyes at the slightly blurry figure in front of him, the familiar face made the commander involuntarily reach out his hand.
"Lucia?"
He asked instinctively. But the person in front of him did not respond.
(Isn't it?) He asked himself again. The hand suspended in the air quietly moved downward with time. Just as the arm was about to fall to the ground with the voice of the heart, 'she' finally held his hand, gently lifted his arm, and then silently placed the palm of his hand on her own cheek.
He may not be able to see the expression on 'her' face at this moment. But 'she' can see the smile on his face, even though that smile is already accompanied by tears.
"I'm sorry..."
"I'm here."
"I'm sorry..."
"I'm here, I've always been here."
'She' gently stroked the commander's forehead, as if comforting a child in a cradle. No need for complicated words, just to make him feel your warmth. So...
"Go to sleep. Just sleep, you'll feel better after a little rest."
With a gentle rhythm, the commander nodded lightly. Then, as the commander fell asleep again with a smile, Alpha gently placed his head on her own lap.
"Ah."
At that moment, the tenderness disappeared with a sigh. For a moment, Alpha even felt like it wasn't herself just now. She didn't understand why she suddenly reached out and took the hand the commander extended. But hearing his trembling words, seeing tears quietly fall from the corners of his eyes, she didn't even have time to think. It was just an instinctive moment, and she had already tightly held his hand in hers.
After all, this was the first time she had seen the commander in this way.
Perhaps she should have known earlier.
So he's afraid too...
"I wish I had met you from the beginning."
Suddenly, Alpha shifted her gaze to not far away, where a person almost identical to her was quietly "sleeping" in the warmth of the bonfire.
But she was not "her" after all.
But whenever Alpha recalls the words of the commander just now, the emotions mixed in the words make her chest tremble again and again.
Have I ever felt such loneliness?
Like light and darkness.
They originate from the same source, yet they are separated into two realms.
Is that envy? Is that jealousy?
But now, right and wrong are no longer important.
So she looked up at the sky.
There, the stars were scattered, sprinkling the Milky Way.
There, the starlight enters the eyes, facing the sun and the moon on the same day.
But the more she gazes at such a sky, the more evident her heart's desires become.
The commander will not know.
While he celebrates the launch day of Lucia and the Sky Garden again, Alpha will be silently gazing at the night sky like tonight. Perhaps the gift Lucia receives will be another new A-Doll, but who knows, another doll has been drifting in the breeze for a long time in someone else's hands.
He would shed tears for her (Lucia).
But if I were to leave without saying goodbye one day, would he also shed tears for me?
AlphaI don't know, and I don't want to know.
After all, that way, he could never fulfill his promise to himself.
So now...
Go to sleep...sleep peacefully...
In the gentle rubbing of the cat beside him, Alpha quietly placed several prepared fish on the bonfire.
(Hopefully it won't taste too bad.)
(But... if it's really poorly done... will he eat it? Or...) "Well, forget it. Let's talk about everything when he wakes up."
"Good night, Commander."
Of course, Alpha wouldn't know.
After she fell asleep with her katana in hand, she still let her body fall, resting her forehead against mine, and our palms tightly clasped.
We are all lonely people.
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