I am a bit tired…

{Oichi sat quietly in Mitsunari’s room, knees tucked neatly under her as she kept to herself in the corner. A dying flower was clenched in her hand and pressed to her lips, while the feather from Keiji was braided a bit messily into her hair. A weak air surrounded her.}

May/16/2011 • 26 notes • Reblog
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