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That you have but slumbered here
While these visions did appear.
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No more yielding but a dream,
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If you pardon, we will mend.


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Rainy Days


Title: Rainy Days
Fandom: Yami No Matsuei
Characters: Touda (Suzaku mentioned)
Prompt: 062. Spring.
Word Count: 100!
Rating: G
Summary: Touda thinks about rain.
Author's Notes: I managed a drabble! I managed a drabble!




It was a rainy spring. Water drops evaporated on Touda's skin whenever he went outside and the wet ground squelched under his feet when he left the paved paths.

The skies were grey. The sun rarely came through. Most fire shiki had holed themselves up inside waiting for the weather to change. Suzaku hadn't set foot out of her home in days as far as Touda knew. Even the Earth shiki were rarely seen about.

Touda smiled faintly to himself. The air smelled fresh and clean and the world was calm and peaceful. Fire shiki or not, Touda liked rain.






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