After his very close friend Felice died of a sudden death, the master sculptor Giuliano can’t help create but to recreate, the statue carried a vividness and liveliness that is otherworldly. Distraught and desperate, Giuliano made a deal with a very cunning Signor Mephis to enliven the sculpture and bring back his lover. But other conniving was in place. The sculpture was his fall and falling.
In each and every world there is you
Or the concept of you I now take for granted
We will rediscover us by the lake
You are eating my share of ice cream
I dress like a fool by the sea
I erased myself before
you become a memory
As if it can take away
the heartache and heartbreak
这是一场美丽的幻灭；回去他要装修神殿。
零一号给他套上了节日盛装，月白莹润的丝绸长袍和苍蓝刺金斗篷，坚持说这是零四的遗愿。在中洲督战的他适才得到多方在神殿对决的消息，他来得稍微早了一些，刚刚被流火剐蹭到，肩头装饰的金叶子不知道掉到哪里去了。他观察着石室里无神而失神的残骸，以及地上追寻的到的痕迹。人人都有秘密，人人都写在心底，折好了等待在恰当的时刻焚毁。
Beauty and decay
This intricate gameplay
Like nautiluses in a water cage
Don’t hesitate to let me disappear
Undulation is the first to go
To the memory thinly veiled
To the memory that we hold dear
Suddenly we started to dance
Play me like a colour switch
时间并不存在于充满回声的走廊，至少听起来是这样。
山城之外，还是数不尽的山城。礼貌社会的人们来到这里走走停停，最后都不约而同地，出于这样那样的缘由，暂时性地滞留在了这里。
每到冬天和早春交接时辰，还得空时，子爵都钟意到这个阿尔卑斯山腰的密闭空间偷得浮生若梦一下。官方说法是如此，刘易斯需要看望一下他长期被疾病缠身的堂弟——假如说像他们这样的人也可以被疾病缠身的话。
It's days like this I wonder Death and the Maid
To fix my broken mirror
To keep love alive
To live along the heartache
长着一张俊脸的小店员洽合时宜地端上了小食和香槟，他自然谢过零食欣然接过酒。看来他们这次是下了一番功夫。一声轻响，宾主在二层向阳处吹着风欢快地碰杯。
半杯之后，梅菲斯特开始巧舌如簧地向他兜售卖点，要不是正主的手笔连同正主都在他哪儿，分辨起来可要费上一番功夫。要他说，这幅画足以以假乱真。
The secret history is the one we wrote ourselves
We became ashes that remain and breathe
In the movement everything was unraveling
To be bereft of anything good, to be seen
You won't do well in darkness
You won't do well in light
The nectar I drink from eclipse
Is the blood you accidentally spill
宴会厅布置得十分中规中矩，墙上挂着绣有卡玛利亚山茶和维图里繁杂的V字族徽，加西亚图腾般的爪牙，欧克拉翰的三角几何徽记的各色徽旗，中间整齐地穿插着象征阿佩普的抽象丝绸幕布，地上完全被图案纹饰不重样的金红色波斯地毯覆盖。一帮有名有姓却摒弃了名姓的中高级祭司和黑暗骑士身着礼服，有礼有节地正襟危坐，谈笑风生。他们一改平日的作风，官话说得比谁都流利，好像只要套上假发和马甲外套，就可以在月落城西泯然众人似的。
Are we lost to the world around this
Chiaroscuro, Carousels, Carcasses
Listening to the eventide in the evening
When everyone looks like a nocturne
All is quiet and done at the teddy bear's picnic
People we know people we forgot and people to come
Suddenly the teddies started dancing
You dance to the night and to a good life
半岛盛夏好像永恒不变的阳光从天窗侵蚀进来，他的鱼已经饿得快从脸盆里跳出来了，有一搭没一搭愤怒地啪啦着尾巴。
想要荒芜人烟的静谧，又舍不下方便，即使书摊集市打个响指就触手可及，他发现自己还总是搬到了那些锦绣繁华，乌烟瘴气的“最新的城市”里边：耶路撒冷，亚历山大，罗马。
他在可悲的硬板床上赖了一会儿，才悠悠起床，懒洋洋地抓了把海盐默念了声“ טורנדו （风起云涌）” 自动洗漱一番，二选一套了件麻布长衫，终于召唤出死耗子丟进水池里满足了那个吃货，便坐回了工作台前。他继续听着别人用抑扬格扬弃着日复一日的生活，不住挥霍着持续不断的青春。
Double nines or deus ex machina
Everybody needs sencha and god
Pass the olives to me
It's just a video game, babe
希拉骨子里是个相信浪漫的血族，那种看似无用的，古老的，鲜血与雷电交加的浪漫，在商标性的虚情假意与昂贵的鲜花统治世界之前，在那种浪漫之下爱人最后一同走向美丽的熵灭。然而现在并不是浪漫和熵灭的时间。他们的身影溶解在喧嚣的背景中，照样无法真正成为人群的一部分，不紧不慢地选择自己的路径，跳着自己的节奏。时间失去了她原有的意义，不过在相当长的一段时间里，这就够了。
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