No, you're not dreaming, I truly did update! :D Thank you reviewers!
Disclaimer: Don't try anything or I'll have you whack you over the head with my backpack. And yes, that thing is heavy.
(In other words, DON'T SUE ME. I DON'T OWN ANYTHING. I'M NOT THAT SPECIAL.)
Alright. *Panting* Now that we've got that over with... Read and review! PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE!
I am cold.
That is to be expected, after all. The first tentative little flakes had begun falling yesterday, only to grow into a nightmare. I had tied extra cloths that had been lying around over each of the openings and nooks and crannies in my room to prevent a sneaky rift of wind to wriggle in. My priestess kimono is definitely not suitable for the winter-however "holy" it is- I think I could feel warmer with no clothes on. But then again, it is my one and only kimono and I know better than to complain to the already money-deprived village women about lack of furs.
I had been helping the men yesterday haul their crops in before the harsh winter caught up with them. I know that we've been a bit late with the crop planting and harvesting this year, because of the bitter snow season last year that lasted two months later than usual. Even now, some of the potatoes are still budding.
This hardly-promising harvest of crops is slowly breaking down the village. First, the women had stopped the import of furs when the price soared unbelievably high. Next, luxury jewelry and nice katana are being sold to maintain living neccesities; soon, even Kaede had to stop the importing of weapons and arrows, seeing as the village was becoming more and more desperate for food and cothing, to be able to support the children in the village. Even bandits and thieves don't bother to raid our poor village anymore, the only "plus" side of this destructive recession. I, being the "village protector" and all, have this very nasty, clawing feeling in the pits of my stomach that I am to blame for this failure to the innocent people and children.
To make up for this lack of "whatever", I gave all of my Lord's presents of fine silks kimonos and ivory or bone combs to the children and women. I sold all of my useless and superficial jewelry to the nearby, very-much-thriving village, to afford a bundle of tools and swords for the village men's protection. I took Mitsuko up as my apprentice, just a couple sunrises ago, and literally hung her up by her ears on a thin, weathered clothing lines to make her promise to stop with all of the mischievous escapades. Mitsuko had definitely been upset that I had not chosen her, her disapproval obvious on her face. I do not wish to ruin their close sisterly relationship- one that I never had the chance to experience- and will do my best to keep them close. Sango just birthed a boy, I was the midwife, and I would not mind waiting another million years before another child birth. But that is inevitable, if this village is to continue to thrive, which it is threateningly tending to not, we must keep a steady birth rate of our young blossoms. Kagome and Inuyasha have gone off to another village without a goodbye; I do not think that this boring and disintegrating village was enough for the ecstatic couple.
My Lord, are you thriving? I write this down with fingers as numb as tree branches, hardly able to hold a brush.
I am tired, my callused hands are aching and my back is pained. I wonder how you are doing. While I work outside in the fields, digging through the dirt in desperation of finding any scrawny crops, are you resting in your castle, being tended and pampered my your lovely lady-servants?
While I sell my meager belongings to try to bring food to the opened mouths of the children in this village, are you standing on you balcony looking over your vast kingdom?
While I sit on the frosty ground, thinking about you, are you thinking about me too?
AWWW. Ok. Yay. I know it's short... I know. Don't kill me. *holds up plushie Tensiega*
Wait... That thing can't even cut in real life.
... Where'd I put my Baksuiaga?
See this guy? He likes being clicked.
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