The Chimera-s Heart -final- -sirotatedou- May 2026

I sat beside him. The water below was black mirror, reflecting nothing but the pale ghost of a moon.

“You came back,” he said. Not a question. The Chimera-s Heart -Final- -Sirotatedou-

He stopped. The water was at his chin.

He stood. The moss clung to his clothes like old apologies. I sat beside him

I did not deny it.