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Aug. 13th, 2023 05:25 amomoshiroki[Ereshkigal awakens to the scent of plum blossoms and sandalwood. It is evening, but the bright yellow moon reflected in the lake beyond tells her it has been evening for a long, long time. Red and pink petals dot the veranda like blood in snow. Black robes adorned with spider lilies wrap around Ereshkigal's bare shoulders. Any attempt to assert her authority will only be met by failure, as if another divinity has chased away the thunder and lightning that would otherwise bring comfort — no, security.
There's no need for that now.
Takasugi Shinsaku will make sure of it.]
Awake already?
[The voice comes from a figure seated by the petals. He rests against a wooden pillar, watching her with the eyes of a fox.]
That's too bad. Things were getting interesting, so I was hoping you'd stay there a little longer. You sleep like an angel!
There's no need for that now.
Takasugi Shinsaku will make sure of it.]
Awake already?
[The voice comes from a figure seated by the petals. He rests against a wooden pillar, watching her with the eyes of a fox.]
That's too bad. Things were getting interesting, so I was hoping you'd stay there a little longer. You sleep like an angel!
