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" Nhnn... Not really. I was born as the eldest child and it only made sense that I had to grow up first. "
the mortal would shrug, dipping another slice of meat into the boiling broth.
" someone's dreams had to go, it was the realistic thing to do. "
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(💭 What a deep question... )
a multitude of questions races through Sayuri's mind. she's reminded of her family back in her home town, her sisters running in the fields and the stillness of the countryside.
" I... I'm not too sure... "
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ㅤㅤ“ huh .. so it's like that as well with humans , huh . This is quite hard then .. ” a brief pause .
“ Do you at least believe that you'll figure it out someday ? ”
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" I believe that... one day... I'll die, sad and alone but I'll be at peace with it. That's all I really ask for... Tsukuyomi-no-mikoto would probably be doing his own thing by then... I definitely wouldn't be needed. "
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︶꒷꒥ 𝖇arren curtains that you're weaving ¸
like the stories that you keep inside your ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑.
she can't keep them all safe ¸
they will 𝕕𝕚𝕖 and be afraid.
𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 ¸ tell me so I say .ᐣ
♡ + ↻ .ᐣ