✉ ⸺ @artificialbeings ( rei ) 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧.
𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃. ┆ always accepting.
( ill make a verse for her hehe ) ;; Sitting amongst the flowers, an infinite green expands upon all she can see and the tears grace her eyes. Anger red, they look at Kaguya. " Thank you. I would've never realised what beauty meant, but now I see. " Life is beauty, and that's why she can never be as beautiful as the flowers in her sight.
𝐀 𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒, 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐐𝐔𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒 𝐏𝐋𝐔𝐌𝐄𝐒 ⸻ 𝐚𝐥𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧. With a languid motion, she takes a comfortable seat right beside the other, respecting her personal space but sitting close enough to be felt and perceived, to be acknowledge as part of the flower field: much like the blooms that now surround them, the bamboo princess has bloomed in spring and then wilted in winter only to hereafter reinvigorate her beauteous soul once the first ray of springtime sun kissed her visage once again. Whilst Rei’s reaction may indeed appear odd and incomprehensible to the eyes of many, it is something that Kaguya has experienced ‘pon her own skin a long time ago: THE REALIZATION THAT BEAUTY MAY BE FOUND EVERYWHERE, that there is no bound in either time or space when it comes to finding a reason to live, that any creature in the vast vast vast world deserves to experience life in all its pigments, all its shades, all its points of light.
❝ LIFE TRULY IS BEAUTIFUL, even if it might be arduous to realize and accept this when neither the sun nor the moon shine above us. ❞ Dulcet voice, dulcet heart. A single hand grazes the blossoms around her, the dancing blades of grass and ceases its motion only when her attention is suddenly piqued by the bold colors of a slumbering bee: 'pon the petal bed of a crimson flower, it comfortably reposes, its round body speckled by the lively golds of pollen. Her free hand reaches out, taps onto Rei’s arm and guides her gaze towards the mesmerizing sight that she has managed to miraculously capture. Whilst a delighted simper settles ‘pon her facial features, Kaguya speaks once more. ❝ I always believed that the beasts and the insects and the birds knew how to appreciate their existence much more than humans, much more than us. Because instead of focusing on everything that has gone wrong and that may go wrong, they naively and deeply LOVE life for what it is, with neither complaints nor laments, but solely with gratitude and mirth. ❞
Head croons to one side, a hand is timidly offered. ❝ Shall we learn how to do that, together ? ❞