忘れな草の思い出

Alia carefully avoids trampling the red poppies in a field, each one marking a brave individual who had sacrificed themselves for the sake of others. She reaches out to the hero whose burning power and passion for peace made it possible to enjoy such beautiful days, as blue as the forget-me-nots he gave her.

Now, if only the last rental boat available hadn't been so ostentatious.