Beginning note: I don't own Spirited Away, I'm not making any money off it, and this is all for the funzys.
Ablution - A ceremonial act of washing parts of the body or sacred containers
Collision
By the time Chihiro finally made it to her house on the cliff she felt as if she'd been in a collision with a dump truck. Her hair smelled of salt and seaweed, her skin finely dusted with grains of sand, and exhaustion clearly written on her face from the emotional run in with the nameless cove god.
It was all she could do to shuffle under the spray of her shower and scrub the worst of the grime off before collapsing into bed without bothering to dry herself. It wasn't as if it was the first time her sheets had suffered this sort of abuse; she could usually be found in such a state after finishing a painting of him. That it was their anniversary only added to the fact, and as per usual, it didn't take her too long to fall into a fit of restless, fractured sleep.
Ever since her adventures at the bath house, it was all she dreamed about – the spirit world, that is. And he was always there, on the edges of her awareness, just beyond her sight. For her to reach for him always meant waking up, and she wasn't ready for that just yet. She wanted to saver his image for a few moments longer.
He was far away for now, but not for long. She was going to win him back. She had to.
Note: An earlier than normal update. This is because I'm going to be out till pretty late tonight, so if I don't update now; your not going to get one till 2am. Enjoy.