Deemo Last Dream Wonder tree part 1
This part 1 is before the 2 meter mark
any grammar or translations mistake are make by me
In this whole chapter, it is written in Alice's First person view
(It’s boring… staying still and not moving about…it feels like one could fall asleep soon….)
I do not know when did I appear in this place. After all there isn’t any calendar or clock here. Nonetheless, even if they do exist here, there might not be any meaning to them either. Because there’s no morning or afternoon here, not even night.
It’s likely…. time…doesn’t not exists here. So, I don’t feel hungry neither will I feel thirst. Besides, I don’t have a name. Even though I may have forgotten it, but other than being unable to recall it, there isn’t really a need to.(….All my memories before coming here, I cant recall any…)
--Because, being with Deemo really feels happy.
♩
At some point of time, I fall from the small window in the celling above to this place. Falling from such a great height and not sustaining any injuries, it was all due to Deemo who caught me. Describing Deemo is actually a hard thing. Moreover, I also do not really understand Deemo. After I came here, I never heard Deemo speak nor open his mouth before. What I can clearly explain is that Deemo’s height is very tall. But even so, he could not reach the celling window with his extended arms… Due to his round face… I cannot be sure. But I can feel that he is constantly looking at me, protecting me with his gentle gaze. His body is black and skinny like a skeleton and his whole body looks like as if it were covered with shadow. But he isn’t a shadow. Because on Deemo’s neck, there is a white bow. Not only that he is able to hold my hand too.
♩
In this castle – I constantly feel like there is a castle like atmosphere here—
Here, Deemo spent most of his time playing on the piano. In this room filled with soft brilliance light and smooth turquoise marble floor, there is a huge root. On top of the huge root, there is an one-seater fan shape white grand piano that feels familiar.
(Whenever Deemo plays the piano, I always feel that my mood will become stable…but I do not know why.)
Then, growing on that huge root, is a small seeding. The small seedling only started growing when I arrived here.
[Grow up faster~ and then even taller than me~]
Whenever I feel down, I will sing to the seedling like I am talking to it. But until now, I do not know of any ideas to make the seeding grow.
(Because…There isn’t any water here…)
If one day, the seeding were to grow until it can reach the celling window, then I will be able to go back to my own world, to my home… For some reasons, that is what I know.
