[for Verse i've written this same exact ask 4 times Tumblr PLEASE let me finish and send it]
One thousand paper cranes.
That is what is left for the Over one day, alongside a note.
'They say if you fold one thousand paper cranes, a wish of yours will come true.'
Knowing the person whose small hands painstakingly crafted each and every one of those cranes, it is easy to envision the pause she'd taken at this very point in her note while writing it.
'I wonder what you think that means? -月'
If my Muse was a Deity, what Offerings Would you Leave at Their Shrine? My muse will react to whatever items you leave for them
Once in a great while, the OVER felt as if he existed in a limbo of sorts.
He had always known this was coming, that this well intentioned chaos would grace his home. That Moon would pour hours into this delicate project. He knew the exact amount of time it took for her to fold each crane just so...
....but he never knew when he'd see it.
The date and time did not escape him-- he had always known when. More than that, he could pinpoint the moment each paper began and ended its transformation. The thousands of little moments sacrificed to the careful placement of each papercraft bird. This encounter is meant to be occurring now. Will occur. Has occurred.
...but time does not move that way for him.
His "yesterday" is years from "Today", is years ago "Tomorrow". This was always coming, precisely at this time and date, but in that way it still feels like something of a surprise. He has been here, but hasn't.
Her note is beautifully written, simple, yet full of intention. He knows exactly how long she took to choose the paper. The easy way the ink flowed in the first half, her pause before the end. It's happening. Happened. Happens.
'I wonder what you think that means?'
A wish:
To want. To hope. To Yearn. Longing. Aspiring. Dreaming. A thousand synonyms for the same idea. Each word a different subtle flavor. All meaningless. So conceptually simple, so unreachable for someone like him. What is it to do any of these things, when you already know every possible outcome? Everything that is. Was. Will be.
I wonder what it means at all.
I wonder what you wished for-- are wishing for-- will wish for.