In the dark of the lonely house, there was a door that was never been open.

Although no one dares to open it until a person came with curiosity.

Who might it be, and why is it here?

The person made a knock, not one, but three.

Without a answer, the person turned the knob slowly.

Anyone home?

Turning it side by side, a breif of light peeked into the house.

Like a glowing light renduring a blooming shine.

Such a dusky light, preventing darkness to escape.

Soon the door was now open, and so was the person's heart.