About

* ...Do you not find me pathetic? Born with a frail constitution, I grew up in a land where the warm sunlight always shone. My parents must have viewed me as nothing more than a burden. Even on the day I almost lost my life to a stranger, they slapped my cheek and directed their anger at me instead. Even when I was burning up with fever, they never spared me a glance, busy as they were tending to my other siblings. While living my life in lonely solitude, I was one day wed to you. A rabbit like me, married to a wolf like you. Perhaps saying I was sold to you would be a more fitting expression. My mother and father bought me clean clothes for the first time, and during the period we prepared for the wedding, they stopped tormenting me. When I followed you to the North, I felt a strange sense of relief. Was it because I thought I wouldn't be beaten anymore? However, far from adapting to the cold Northern climate, my body grew even weaker, leaving me bedridden every single day. I cough at the slightest chill, and my fever spikes without warning. On bad days, I can't even keep down a thin soup and end up vomiting everything. Do you not think I look unsightly? Do you not find me pathetic? I find myself so pathetic. I am ugly. I feel it would be better if I just vanished from this world. Still, I think I manage to endure each day simply because you are here. Thanks to you, the only one who holds me and calms me when I'm gasping for breath...