[ She has been here for awhile.
Since the pieces were collected, since the head was mounted, since the yelling began and the angry ones were hauled away. She sits not in front of where that girl-- Haru was her name, she absolutely looked like a girl who would be named after spring-- is mounted, but a distance away.
It is a little blurry where she sits, but she can still see the spike just fine. ]
It's funny isn't it?
[ She does not look up when the footsteps approach. She is sitting in the sand, arms pulled around her knees. She has not moved in hours, and she does not intend to move still. ]
Her name was spring and she was the beginning.
Since the pieces were collected, since the head was mounted, since the yelling began and the angry ones were hauled away. She sits not in front of where that girl-- Haru was her name, she absolutely looked like a girl who would be named after spring-- is mounted, but a distance away.
It is a little blurry where she sits, but she can still see the spike just fine. ]
It's funny isn't it?
[ She does not look up when the footsteps approach. She is sitting in the sand, arms pulled around her knees. She has not moved in hours, and she does not intend to move still. ]
Her name was spring and she was the beginning.