blooming under the sunlight
there in its garden.
Warm, the summer wind that blows
to stir the flower’s petals.
I watch the bee fly
as it lands on blue petals
then flies off again.
Too hot for me to hover –
I prop up my feet and rest.
A little piece of IK. This will almost certainly end up in some form in TEA, but the idea hit me now, so I wrote it. It's their first experience…
A dash of midnight postmanga fluff, cause I wanted to. Midnight Silk InuYasha lay in bed next to his sleeping wife, not yet able to fall asleep.…
So here I am, outlining a serious epic fantasy type story, and making a little progress against my normal inertia, when Pink pops up and says,…