I remember little things, you hardly ever do
Tell me why
I don´t know why it's over
I remember shooting stars, the walk we took that night
I hope your wish came true, mine betrayed me

You let my hand go, and you fake a smile for me
I have a feeling you don't know what to do
I look deep in your eyes, hesitate a while...
Why are you crying?

Tallulah, it's easier to live alone than fear the time it's over
Tallulah, find the words and talk to me, oh, Tallulah
This could be... heaven ♫

A sketch inspired by the song "Tallulah" from "Sonata Arctica" and the legend "Who folded 1000 cranes is granted a wish"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BEw3tS_FyAY

A sketch that remembers me a walk with a dear friend, the same friend who taught me the legend, and the same one for which I folded 999 paper cranes, so he could fold the last one and make a wish (pretty silly, I know) I still wonder, what did he wished for?