「筑紫戦塵」
作・佐々木守
え・岡本颯子

if i look back, i am lost

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
we're not kids anymore.
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「筑紫戦塵」
作・佐々木守
え・岡本颯子
椋陽児
I wish there was someone in my life that I could send some messages but in a form of a letter, or a passage from a book I love or what I think about a certain scene of a movie, I do not like small talks, ahh but I wish, I wish there was someone I could tell all and listen to all what they say and teach .. I feel empty.
Scan from Mizuno Hideko's Garden of Loanejulais (Roonu Juree no Niwa, ローヌジュレエの庭). I'm not super sure about how to romanize that name, but oh well... this scan comes from Bara Gensou, but this story is included in a couple of other Mizuno books for those interested.
It was serialized in Hana to Yume in 1975, in issues #18-19. This tragic fantasy has a girl who can only eat rose petals and drink dew from roses and would die if her rose supply is cut-off. Of course, that made me automatically think of The Poe Clan. Are we to conclude that getting your sustenance from roses was a shoujo staple in the 1970s?
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a deepwater fish, blind but luminous
I have always been Campanella, but I'm not sure if anyone has ever loved me the way Giovanni loved Campanella
I know I'd still love Night on the Galactic Railroad even if the main characters hadn't been depicted as cats, but because they were, it has become especially beloved to me
a girl's bedside is just her little secret altar
my grandmother always says to me, lovingly, "When God created humans and shaped them from dust, He chose yours as snow."
so many beautiful things in the world, I'm not one of them, and I don't deserve any of them
We love because He first loved us.
I want to be filled with her love
アテナという名の天使
I always say so… there's no sweeter word than "Sister," (in an erotic way..)