Feb 8, 2016
@shotokuisms
From the moment she woke up, Tojiko knew that today was a special day. What kind of special day-- well, you would simply have to guess from the date: February 7th.
Even in her death, Tojiko was very attentive to dates.
It served as a connection to a world she had left long ago-- one that she could say she missed greatly so. A world where she had more purpose, more...
...No. Today wasn’t about her. Her careful, and maybe frantic preparations this morning were dedicated to one person, and one person only.
With errands done, the ghost nervously slides open and peeks through the door to Miko’s room. “Crown Prince,” she calls out, “are you in here?”
Easily, the question is answered by the sulking lump of a prince in her futon...
