- Preface -

|

I believe that everyone who writes stories possesses an interesting and unique soul, with every word and plot vividly showcasing the author's thoughts and insights. I hope that all of you who finish this book can also discern a more multidimensional Grace through the lines, getting to know a beautiful soul.
—— Raven Tea

I've always believed that every chapter meticulously crafted by a writer is a confession to the characters they bring to life. Grace has allowed me to witness a grand confession.
——AJIU

Borges wrote: "Eres la música que Dios me muestra ante mis ojos ciegos, el firmamento, los palacios, ríos, ángeles, la profunda rosa y el secreto eterno." You are my evergreen jade summer night.
——Jasmine

|

- Excerpt -

They would continue on. In each other's eyes, they were the one who shattered the darkness, never to part again. Colors bled into the monochrome, that vivid, pulsating, dazzling hue, clearly heralding their unswerving affection. Seeing both the past and present, They hold the courage to embrace the undulating journey ahead.

The fireworks beautifully concealed them—now, as ever, fireworks form their backdrop—a splendid pursuit if one could ignore the various magical shouts and laughter.

“Patronus can change, transforming during times of great turmoil and emotional upheaval.”

“...Expecto Patronum.”

A stag leaped from the tip of Draco's wand, a silver creature that circled him twice before joyously bounding into the kingdom of snow, carrying the boy’s heart through the grey clouds to meet the hidden winter sun beyond.

- Postscript -

|

"Olivine" and "Primula Malacoides" stand as testimonials to my journey within the Drarry community, where I've been deeply moved.

Thank you to those who enjoy my stories. Though we may have never met, let these words convey my greetings to you.

--- | ---