C135 Devil Flame Pig Face Bat

In my dream, I saw the girl covered in golden light telling her about herself. She listened to every word I said, and sometimes she would let out a soft laugh. This was the first time I heard her laugh.

I couldn't see what she looked like. Her face was covered in a layer of golden light, like a fog. I could see her face, but what did it matter? No matter what she looked like