Welcome to my pack!~

"Who was it that stroked your bloodied, determined visage?
By stream flowing small
By boulder standing large

Who was it that embraced your weary yet noble soul?
In dreams deep
In skies soaring

Dear friend, I am leading you by the hand,
Into the night where lanterns shine bright.

To tell you a tale of freedom and dreams
The tale of where this festival begins.

So if you're asking me, what should we do on this day?

How should we do it? Who should we do it for?

Quietly? or Boldy?
Make the first move? Or trust to chance?

My answer is this:
So long as we can both share fond memories, it doesn't matter. Let the heart decide."

Venti - Windblume Fesitval