[gender neutral, female, and male]
mostly platonic shit for y'all. might spontaneously combust and delete everything one day. we got action, fight scenes, angst, and more.
enjoy your stay
-kirintea
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The harsh, pouring rain drenched and flooded the field of white chrysanthemums. A strong wind pushed the storm, relentlessly whipping his face with water.
Relieved, he closed his eyes and leaned his head back. His hair was drenched, and the rain tried desperately to wash the blood from his clothes.
The war was finally over. He could rest now.
Techno fell to his knees as the wet mud stained his pants. His limbs were weak from fighting, and his soul was tired.
Despite the increasing violence of the storm, the man could feel nothing but peace with himself.
A single tear rolled down his cheek as it mixed with the rain, landing upon a single chrysanthemum below him.
The grim, white flower drooped only for the wind to rip its petals apart until it was nothing but a mourning stem.
Techno breathes in the cold, wet air one last time as he faces the dark clouds; and for a very brief moment, the storm calms.
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