Eighteen.
The sakura are in bloom. Scattered petals float in gutters as I walk past- as though the sky fleetingly rains a different color.
They are soft underfoot.
OOC: Post-Hiatus: I apologize for my recent unannounced absence. Over the weekend I was in DC for Sakura Matsuri (pictures soon to come on my main journal, which is now
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They are soft underfoot.
OOC: Post-Hiatus: I apologize for my recent unannounced absence. Over the weekend I was in DC for Sakura Matsuri (pictures soon to come on my main journal, which is now
( Read more... )
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