[ no one has answers. izutsumi must dig for her own. always, always on her own. it's lonely, living like this. being like this. and she knew that. she always knew. even her wish . . . would never be granted. because she also knows the danger of wishes.
she's just not sure how to go forward. what forward is. and marcille's gone.
izutsumi just makes a plaintive sound, burying her face against akechi's thigh. ]
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she's just not sure how to go forward. what forward is. and marcille's gone.
izutsumi just makes a plaintive sound, burying her face against akechi's thigh. ]
Scratch my ears some more.