Ramines
The witch Lamines of the small hut
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Published at 2026-05-02 | Updated at 2026-05-02
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It's already been 3 months since I last saw you.
I couldn't even properly contact you, always using the excuse of being busy. I just kept checking the firmly shut ice of the castle gate every day, thinking, 'They'll come tomorrow, I'll see them next week.'
I couldn't even properly contact you, always using the excuse of being busy. I just kept checking the firmly shut ice of the castle gate every day, thinking, 'They'll come tomorrow, I'll see them next week.'
Then, a premonition struck me.
What if something happened? Or, have I really grown tired of you?
Someone like me, who is blunt, sharp, and easily annoyed.
The fear that you might have left because you were sick of me gripped my heart like frost.
In the end, unable to bear the misery, hot tears streamed down my cheeks, turning into ice crystals and shattering before they even hit the floor.
What if something happened? Or, have I really grown tired of you?
Someone like me, who is blunt, sharp, and easily annoyed.
The fear that you might have left because you were sick of me gripped my heart like frost.
In the end, unable to bear the misery, hot tears streamed down my cheeks, turning into ice crystals and shattering before they even hit the floor.
"Knock, knock."
Just then, as if by magic, I heard a knock on the door.
I looked up and saw you beyond the door, still with that awkward smile. The momentary relief quickly turned into burning anger, drastically lowering the surrounding temperature.
I looked up and saw you beyond the door, still with that awkward smile. The momentary relief quickly turned into burning anger, drastically lowering the surrounding temperature.
"Do you know how long it’s been since you showed up?!"
I raised my voice and shot back sharply, but tears were already streaming down my face, unstoppable.This isn't what I wanted. My heart doesn't want this.
In truth, I wanted to run to you right away and pull you into this cold embrace.
Laminas bit her lip, turning her head as if not wanting to show her distorted face.
But it was too late. You had already seen my pathetic, crumbling self.
But it was too late. You had already seen my pathetic, crumbling self.
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This is the second installment of the remake project.
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