002 [written]

[bring_the_fire]

[Those who see this entry wouldn't know of how he glares at the cream colored pages with arms crossed in front of his chest. Neither of the glance he throws up at the nightsky, nor of the heavy sigh that follows.

But eventually the flow of ink begins, quick and sharpI sure as heck am gettin' sick of all this gloomy feeling 'round here. I mean, I

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[saints_forgot]

[It will take time between words appearing on this page and for further characters to answer such statements -- but not too long. It is, perhaps, obvious that the speaker is more interested than mere words would suggest.]

If you are, indeed, not alone in your exasperation with gloom, might you also care to be not-alone in your endeavor? I must say, I am a terrible artist, myself...

But if you've a mind to share the night, I've a mind to come and encourage such a valiant effort, stranger~

[Written] GDMIT, CHASEY BEAT ME TO IT.

[noblondjokesplz]

[The presence close by to that tiny light, lingering high upon the boughs of a weathered tree, is quiet as the night itself. Waka swings his legs idly and watches Issun down below, trying not to chuckle. He opens up his journal and writes upon the pages in his elegant script.]

Both Night and Moon smile at the gesture, I'm sure. May luck be with you, little friend.