𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃, 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄 𝐀 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋 𝐌𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐘𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐘 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 ⸻ 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐮𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲. And yet, all things considered, Kaguya currently has little to complain about: the last weeks have been filled to the very brim with abrupt accidents and unexpected occurrences, which has ultimately led not only to the much awaited rebuilding of her BELOVED VILLAGE , but also to the arrival of a mysterious young man who has done his very best in pursuance of avoiding everyone and their uncomfortable questions.
It is thus not surprising, that she is overwhelmed by a sudden sense of impetuous fortune for having accidentally found him all alone, at the edge of the village. CURIOSITY SWELLS WITHIN THE UNSULLIED PROFUNDITY OF HER ICHOROUS ORGAN and threatens to spill outside, was she not careful enough with her performance of both gestures and words ; she saunters closer, with her hands graciously folded behind her back and with the now boisterous chant of her hastened heartbeat reverberating against her ears. ❝ You have been staring at that tree for so long, that I’m surprised it hasn’t extirpated its own roots in order to run away from you. ❞ A cheeky titter, the simple wave of a single hand. ❝ Isn’t it too late to be out by yourself ? ❞
@straygxds .
