The starry sky...
Countless sparkles scattered across the night sky.
And a pair of someone's arms are held out, extended, as if embracing that brilliance in its entirety.
You think:
Those must surely be the arms of the supreme god you know.
You see:
That those are the arms of the supreme god...
And you know:
That those arms will eventually reach the skies, and they are the arms of the supreme god who formed a contract with you...they are arms that work for you, and they will work for whoever comes after you. They represent tomorrow...the future...
The arms are love...
Romance...
A human's dream given form.
Filled with more stars than the eye can count,
The night's sky emerges with an unimaginable radiance
And someone's arms reach forward to accept all of their brilliance.
You think,
These arms are without a doubt that of a supreme god of lore.
You see,
These arms are those of the supreme god of lore…
You know,
These arms will reach the skies
Are those of the supreme god you made a contract with
Are your own
Will become those of the one who comes after you
These arms are tomorrow
The future…
Love
Romance (Roma)
Human dreams given form.