[ the encouraging look on hiyori's face shifts to concern. all she can do is imagine, truthfully. she's probably a per, cookie who is grateful for every crumb. who isn't picky about the gift of food and water.
........ pure vanilla cookie. these NAMES.
at the end, hiyori has a soft smile on her face. she, too, remembers the first time she saw the ocean with her family. the splendor of the sunlight dancing on the waves. how COLD the water was. how the waves rolled and chase her as she ran along the shore. the wonder of the world is often taken for granted.
brc doesn't seem like that type. ]
Maybe, one day, you can take them all there to experience it for themselves.
[ that's the sort of sight that should be experienced firsthand, anyway.
she brightens, trying not to shout and break her concentration when the droplet forms!! she's doing it!
it is bubbly! that's interesting. what does that mean? she's not going to interrupt. keep going, brc!! ]
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........ pure vanilla cookie. these NAMES.
at the end, hiyori has a soft smile on her face. she, too, remembers the first time she saw the ocean with her family. the splendor of the sunlight dancing on the waves. how COLD the water was. how the waves rolled and chase her as she ran along the shore. the wonder of the world is often taken for granted.
brc doesn't seem like that type. ]
Maybe, one day, you can take them all there to experience it for themselves.
[ that's the sort of sight that should be experienced firsthand, anyway.
she brightens, trying not to shout and break her concentration when the droplet forms!! she's doing it!
it is bubbly! that's interesting. what does that mean? she's not going to interrupt. keep going, brc!! ]