HanamiEl cielo de FukuiHanami by canicalavera
como sus pétalos
de rosa se volverá.
Sono hanabira no yō ni
Pinku ga kaettekita.
The adventures of Fushishi part 2Days at the forest-villageThe adventures of Fushishi part 2 by Master-Kankuro
A lively place and a visit at another Kabuki-theatre
Fushishi, his student Glion and the others of the the Aragoto-clan, continued their trip to the first bigger stop at Noir Vale.
After the mourning moment at the former home-town "Kabuki no Ken" they finally reached the deep forest surrounding Noir Vale. Before reaching it, they did some spare stops for throwing few plays.
Right before reaching the region´s main-village, a mysterious hut appeared and a loud bang was heard by the travelers. Rememberig, who Fushishi was suggested to search, he hoped it was Mari the Mismagius-lady. But the explosion-like noise made him and the others worry about her wereabouts.
Luckily it turned out to be one of her experiments, which backfired just at the moment.
After shortly introducing everybody were invited into Mari´s homeplace.
The Mismagius was already informed and prepared for the Aragotos´ arrival.
In her house, she showed and explained s
- Galloping -- Galloping - by KiriRamdeo
Jaeda sat at the cafe outside the front of the gargantuan library, a sports jacket on for the chance of rain and half-zipped for the wind. She wore a small backpack with an ice pack wrapped around the uncut dragonfruit. She had brought it along with cutting utensils as an apology gift.
She sipped the green tea at a cafe table slowly. Occasionally her leg jumped impatiently but she stilled it with a hand. Going into the library crossed her mind but she couldn't work up the nerve to bring herself closer to the entrance. Being in the library did not normally make her feel claustrophobic, especially given the size of it, but she felt embarrassed by what she had said to Ark.
Ark exited the library. His spectacles were nowhere in sight. He was rubbing his forehead while another hand was in his pocket.
Jaeda's neck muscles drew tight and she pressed the hand that had been holding her cup flat on the table. After he took a few more steps she clenched her hand into a fist and made to rise. The
- Walls of the Keep -- Walls of the Keep - by KiriRamdeo
Ark waved to two girls and a young man heading for the check-out desk with books for the rainy afternoon. It was an unusually wet forecast for autumn in Kaleidoscope and he knew that if worse came to worse there would be a soccer game in the rain.
He lifted a dark grey volume and opened it to a bookmarked place. As he skimmed the page for his last stopping point his rectangle reading glasses slid down his nose. He pushed them back up with a forefinger of his free hand then tucked the hand into a pocket.
After a while of reading and walking the aisles Ark's mind's eye turned to the mischievous grin he had last seen on Jaeda's face.
"You've never had dragonfruit?" she had asked on her last visit while they sprawled reading books.
After Ark admitted that he had never even seen one she blinked incredulously at him. For a while she browsed the section of her book on sailing knots. Then, quite suddenly, she had straightened, mischief dancing into her eyes, pulling up her mouth in a ch