Into the forest of fireflies
Summer is here again to help me keep my promise
17 y.o. Natural of Neverland. letters. book worm. SuperWhoLock.
The moonlit evening shows its face and a child's voice is vanishing. Far away, far away, I guess you're somewhere in this sky. In the end of the Summer, we sneaked away to this forest we had found. Do you remember that constellation somehow?