#&jihoon

[miram-th]

vervain — do you believe in luck? / yarrow — have you healed from past traumas?

vervain — do you believe in luck?

Sim e não, é meio complicado explicar, mas eu acredito que certas coisas são sorte enquanto outras são resultado de trabalho duro.

yarrow — have you healed from past traumas?

Eu gosto de acreditar que sim.

[mpyako]

❝ i don’t like these woods. ❞

“What’s not to like? I heard there’s a god that lives here!”

The trickster child had stumbled upon another lost soul on a twilight walk, despite the fact that demigods are encouraged to stay away from the woods. Especially at night. Especially around Halloween, Yako imagines. But she’s not scared, she’s never scared. She doesn’t know the meaning of the word fear.

Or at least she likes to pretend that’s true. Especially around those more fearful than herself.

“It’s not like they go on forever, we’ll find our way out.”

Then Yako makes a face that would have been done so much more justice by use of a flashlight.

“If nothing gets us first.”

A delighted little giggle drifts into the air.

[mpyako]

❝ my mother wrote that. ❝

“Your mother...?” Yako has stopped listening at the mention of the boy’s mother. She misses her own. She misses her little broken family, just her and her mother, living together in their small perpetually damp apartment by the beach. She misses her hair always being a little frizzy from the sea breeze and the misses the freedom of turning into this or that animal and swimming away into the ocean when life and humanity was just too much for her.

Most of all, she misses Hoshio. “Do you miss your mother?” Yako knows its an unusual question, especially to ask of someone she has just met, but she wants to know she’s not alone in that at least, even if she’s alone in every other way.