Everything will change, nothing stays the same~
[It's now fall in the courtyard with this familiar gazebo next to a pond. The trees are changing, the air is crisp, and the sun is setting earlier and earlier. It's a perfectly nice day; slightly on the chilly side, but otherwise peaceful and serene.]
[It's ideal for wrapping up in a soft cloak and meditating outside. Letting time pass by.]
[Kanda is curled up in the gazebo, resting against the railing, and is wrapped up nice and warm in a very large, and very soft, black cloak. The cloak itself is drawn almost up to her chin, and the hood is pulled over her head. And, for once in a long while, Kanda looks relatively relaxed.]
[Come closer, and the little face peeking out from under the cloak might be visible - a dark-haired newborn tucked sleeping peacefully in her mother's arms.]
[[For anyone who hasn't heard the news, or at least seen her sticking to the lesser-used halls.]]
[It's ideal for wrapping up in a soft cloak and meditating outside. Letting time pass by.]
[Kanda is curled up in the gazebo, resting against the railing, and is wrapped up nice and warm in a very large, and very soft, black cloak. The cloak itself is drawn almost up to her chin, and the hood is pulled over her head. And, for once in a long while, Kanda looks relatively relaxed.]
[Come closer, and the little face peeking out from under the cloak might be visible - a dark-haired newborn tucked sleeping peacefully in her mother's arms.]
[[For anyone who hasn't heard the news, or at least seen her sticking to the lesser-used halls.]]