It was like she was in a dream.

A long dream.

The picture in the dream was not very clear. It was like an old projector receiving bad signals. The flickering images were not very clear to her.

In the dream, she was like a bystander as she watched the protagonist grow up.

It was a little girl with beautiful blond hair. She smiled brightly, like the winter sun. There were faint freckles on his face, and he looked naive and immature. She ...