Ryomen is leaned forward holding a bundle of dull golden wisteria to his face. His lips are turned into a frown lips parted in a shuttered breath. Flowers surround him as he is lowered in this defeated position. Spider lilies spread across his back and neck, trailing down his arm. He griefs Musabori, a woman he loved, and who has been gone for centuries now.
02. Plants
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