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[lumberlady]

PLEASE ATTENTION

greetings! is KONOHA! you may know- woman jinba 人馬 👩🐎 CENTAUR? much apologies for bother after ”LmaO” trouble... send wellness wishes to damage or hurt people. please take care with LUNATIA city device. can make go into heat or influence head...

but! now SANGUIS 😡🌕 is coming, so in fact, i ask for people who like fight...

please consider fight my husband!

husband get much energy in SANGUIS, so need different way to use... but must be very strong or will be hurt by accident. i mean ”strong” as muscle strong 💪, not power strong, not weapon strong, not MAGIC strong. do not want any big injury, so need be able to fight and defend from mountain jinba. big mountain jinba, size is this:


^ is husband

if strong is about same and can fight husband for SANGUIS 😡🌕, i give CHROMA 💴 or pay with farm product 🥕🥔🥒. hand ✋ combat only!

if have interest, please say and send one photo!
(i respond voice or VIDEO! now is text for studies practice.)

much thanks to you for attention.

- KONOHA 🌳🍃

Comments

[tigerpoet]

They're wonderful poems. He's an inspiration to me as a writer.

[lumberlady]

inspire teacher? must be so very skilled!

what kind of poetry? love?

[... so he doesn't seem the type, but it's the most common type she knows ok]

[tigerpoet]

[Avicebron definitely doesn't seem the type, but...]

Most of it is related to religion or nature. But there are a couple of pieces like that.

[lumberlady]

poem about religion... i know about! CASTER say no can eat pig meat. is religion.

i know no religion can be poem... surprise!

teacher please read me favorite.

switching to voice

[tigerpoet]

[His favorite? That's hard to pick, when Avicebron's done so many wonderful pieces, long and short, secular and religious - but there's one that speaks to Atsushi in particular.]

All my desire and hope is with you:
I long just for your company.
My stomach churns and I moan for you,
who drives my sleep away from me,

as though you alone could cure me,
if, in my illness, you'd visit;
if ever my heart thought to betray you
my anger would rise up against it.

If only my heart-in-its-chest were glass—
you'd see my love within it.

[Atsushi knows well the agony of constant sickness and the longing for the company of one to ease the suffering - if anyone other than Avicebron could read this poem aloud and put every ounce of their pain into the words, it would be Atsushi.]

[lumberlady]

[there's not a delay in this message it's just a sudden winter shower... those exist.............]

is beautiful...

i no know CASTER feel like that... talk is some time so cold...

[tigerpoet]

[honestly, mood]

Some emotions are too raw to put into anything else but poetry.

[lumberlady]

heart be glass...

[tigerpoet]

Wouldn't it be easier than talking about feelings, if people could just see them?

[Particularly if you're someone like Caster, who doesn't like to talk if he can help it.]

[lumberlady]

would be more easy yes... but glass break easy. i think is sad...

i like when man try hard to use words. GONTA never speak much... make word have value.

[tigerpoet]

I like that in a man too, even if I'm not that way myself.

[lumberlady]

teacher have man?

or- no, should not ask! forget, please...

[tigerpoet]

It's... complicated. But I had a wife when I was alive.

[lumberlady]

LUNATIA be complicated...

miss wife?

[tigerpoet]

Every day. My wife and my children.

[lumberlady]

children?

i understand... children not born but understand.

if want talk i listen... but if make sad just say, i stop.

[tigerpoet]

That's very kind of you. I don't know what to say.

I'm grateful my sons outlived me, but I wish I could have seen them grow myself.

[lumberlady]

when teacher die children young?

[tigerpoet]

Nine and two years old.

[lumberlady]

[.................... oh no now everything is sad]

i see. apology for ask... no mean if make teacher sad.

[tigerpoet]

It's alright. I don't mind talking about the people who are important to me.

[lumberlady]

when teacher is become ghost... cannot visit?

in i country, all say that dead come visit home...

[tigerpoet]

In the time I was summoned in, my sons are still alive, but they're in their 80s and 90s now. If I were to go see them, we wouldn't recognize each other.

[lumberlady]

oh... is more long time than i think...

but if son have sons, can see?

[tigerpoet]

Maybe I could catch a glimpse of my grandchildren. That would make me happy, I think.