And water is wet.

Good. As he shouldnt.

󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 Tea sip. 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰

The sound of rain tickled the ears-- fortunately, the blind woman managed to find shelter beneath a dilapidated building right in the nick of time. Saving both her clothing-- and herself, from becoming soaked in the deluge that was to follow.

󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 Jiiiii-- 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰

󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 . . . . The student doesnt need to understand the masters reasoning-- they must simply do as instructed for results. 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰

/ / Its just a shame that my muse wax and wanes like the phases of the moon.

/ / And I share that sentiment. You always reach out to interact with my plethora of accounts and I appreciate it more than you know.

󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 Meditating. 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰

󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 ❝No matter how much time passes-- the red petals of these flowers remain the same. Bringing timeless color to that which has long since been lost. . . . . . How lamentable.❞ 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰

󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 For once, Xue found herself impressed-- by what, exactly? By 𝙍𝙖𝙠𝙪.'s 󠇰󠇰dedicatiom to improving. And thus-- A kiss to his cheek. 󠇰 󠇰

󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 Xue? Dating 𝙍𝙖𝙠𝙪.? More likely than one might think. . . 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰

󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐘 Comes in 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒚 different forms. And it is often in the 𝑬𝒀𝑬 of the beholder. 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰

Stare at something too bright and one is likely to go blind-- Not that Xue is like the sun. No, no. She is more akin to the moon.

󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 Silence. Wonderful--. 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰

󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 Constantly traveling-- It has always been difficult for her to make meaningful connections and relationships. 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰

󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 ❝Wayward traveler; A vagabond amongst the sea of stars.❞ 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰

󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 Fair. Though-- her unintentional penchant of giving others the cold shoulder doesnt help either. 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰

󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 ❝Life becomes more simple the less you care.❞ A blade of frost crystalized within her hand; which pink hues promptly gazed upon. ❝I simply cut through any obstacles and forge my own path.❞ 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰