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Who: Setsuka, OPEN
When: This would be her first arrival in Purg. ^^
Where: The cherry blossom tree by the river.
Rating: TBA
Warnings: TBA
Summary: Setsuka's new to Purg and sitting in a cage. Life goes from there.
It made an amazing sight.
A cherry blossom tree in full bloom, standing majestically over a frozen river, its branches swaying in the breeze, the petals drifting downward with the falling snow. And at the base of its roots was a metal cage--a beautiful woman who looked somewhere in her early twenties sat within, her long black hair cascading down, her ceremonial kimono pooling around her.
Her breath formed little white clouds in the air that disappeared as quickly as they appeared, and she was smiling faintly, her red lips curved in a young girl's smile. With one hand extended through the ice cold cage bars, she played with the snow, tracing patterns into it.
Despite the fact that it was freezing, Setsuka did not seem bothered at all. Similarly, she didn't care that she had no clue where she was or why she was here instead of her basement prison.
She seldom had the chance to simply enjoy nature as she was doing presently. A shame there were no camellias in sight.
When: This would be her first arrival in Purg. ^^
Where: The cherry blossom tree by the river.
Rating: TBA
Warnings: TBA
Summary: Setsuka's new to Purg and sitting in a cage. Life goes from there.
It made an amazing sight.
A cherry blossom tree in full bloom, standing majestically over a frozen river, its branches swaying in the breeze, the petals drifting downward with the falling snow. And at the base of its roots was a metal cage--a beautiful woman who looked somewhere in her early twenties sat within, her long black hair cascading down, her ceremonial kimono pooling around her.
Her breath formed little white clouds in the air that disappeared as quickly as they appeared, and she was smiling faintly, her red lips curved in a young girl's smile. With one hand extended through the ice cold cage bars, she played with the snow, tracing patterns into it.
Despite the fact that it was freezing, Setsuka did not seem bothered at all. Similarly, she didn't care that she had no clue where she was or why she was here instead of her basement prison.
She seldom had the chance to simply enjoy nature as she was doing presently. A shame there were no camellias in sight.