Kalopsia.

ㅤㅤ ✦ It was only after he stepped onto the balcony and toward the railings, he realised that he wasn’t alone. A few meters to his right side, also leaning against the railing of the long balcony, there was a lone woman. It seemed that she also just realised his presence, as she saw her turning her head in the same time as him. Their sight inevitably met the other’s.

ㅤㅤ She was rather petite, but the way she dressed and a certain look on her face told she that she was a mature woman. Her dark long hair swayed gently upon the small motion of turning her head. It was decorated with a silver hairpin that tied her hair half. Her eyes widened in subtle surprise, while plump lips slightly parted. Before it turned into a kind of bashful smile. With that smile, she nodded politely to his and the young man promptly replied the gesture, also smiling — and rather bashfully as well for some reason.

ㅤㅤ Then the woman directed her sight away, up to the sky. she realised then, that she was gazing at the stars.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤOnce upon time in a garden grew two trees of red and white roses. Red roses is always angry because things are trivial, while white roses always good heart. If the angry red roses, white roses just quietly succumb. Although scolded, white roses always repay the red roses. Red roses temper increasingly growing and every angry, red roses always throw chicken manure into white roses. Now around the white roses that many dried chicken manure.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤMiraculously, precisely because the chicken manure increasingly lush white roses and stems arise from interest -Flowers beautiful and fragrant. While red roses with anger continued, thin and flowering stems. One day when the owner of the vineyard. He was delighted to see the beautiful lush white roses. He was clean grass underneath so the healthier white roses. While red roses flowering skinny and not the repeal and thrown into the garbage.