“When she hears the gentle chatter of forest birds and smells the fragrance of spring flowers, her soul becomes light and transparent like the morning dew, as if there is no suffering in life”
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The untold apologies hung up in the air - thick of deepest regrets and torn up once charmingly intertwined pasts. As layers of dust, they covered the whole room. It was impossible to breath without taking some of them in. They clustered on poor maiden Memory's bookshelves and sliped down to the very core of their souls with the aftertaste of burned down bridges.
And yet, no matter how hard they tried, one thing was impossible for these sincere words. They could never reach the tips of the tongues of those, who needed these words the most.
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SO, SOUTH PARK IS STILL COOL, AMARITE????
But yeah, basically it's a sketch to my guilty pleasure grown up AU, which I've been thinking about around 5 years
Possibly there would be another cryptic messages and pictures, lmao