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Tartaglia thought it was joy, but it was salty tears of loneliness and regret. Deep in the abyss, lying on the ruins of memories, hot tears flowed down your cheeks, crashing against the stars with a soft ringing sound.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⣄⠀⠀⠀ ⢰⣤⣀⣼⣿⠀⠀⠀.˚　.・゜ . ★⋆. ﾟ: : * ・　　. ⠀⣱⠆⠀⢨⣓⣦⠄ ⠴⠷⠒⢆⣿⠅⠀⠀ ࣪.˚ ๋࣭  ࣪ ˖⋆˙ ⠀⠀⠀⠈⠋⠂

Shooting stars keep hearts and their memories alive in the black sea forever. But who knew that your tears would wake up one of the souls...

Tartaglia opened his eyes.