#skk2017

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Soukoku Week 2017, Day 1

Sartorialism // 「Ah, heart, that believes in others more than itself」 – Sheep Song

He tastes freedom for the first time in a very long while.

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Soukoku Week 2017, Day 2

Spring // 「That’s what being a partner means, right?」 – Dazai Osamu, Chapter 11

Dazai wants no partners, doesn’t need them –doesn’t even know what being one means. And still. The world is red and wet. The bones break as china falling to the ground, the waterfall of bullets overlapping any other sound. There is no use. The enemies’ weapons fall useless the moment they touch Chūya, and Dazai stares mesmerised as he fights single-handed all of them. None of the enemies stand a chance and soon they are no more than bodies in the ground, the black of their suits creating a pattern against the red of the spilled blood. Chūya stands high in the middle of it, the pure image of a calamity God bringing destruction. Dazai’s never looked at something so beautiful, and then he knows. He doesn’t know what being a partner means, but perhaps he could try.

(Also on Ao3)