S E I J I
The sound of a second song begins somewhere to the side, and Seiji glances with some surprise at the woman he met in this same forest some days ago. Was she here again for the same reason as he? He couldn't know, and she made no break in her song for conversation, so he couldn't ask her. He considered her a moment: her slow, purposeful stride and the bag of fruit in her hand. Was this something people did around here? Sing at animals and feed them fruit? He felt suddenly embarrassed, having no offering of his own.
He turned toward the man, and a second pang of surprise hit him. The man was clearly embarrassed as well — it shone in his body language like a beacon. He spoke in a small voice, and Seiji immediately regretted having snuck up on him at all. Moving a few paces nearer the man, so as not to interrupt whatever Nairi was doing, he offered a broad smile. "You have a very good voice," he said quietly, and gestured up at Nairi and the strange deer. "These are yours? Or...?"
The sound of a second song begins somewhere to the side, and Seiji glances with some surprise at the woman he met in this same forest some days ago. Was she here again for the same reason as he? He couldn't know, and she made no break in her song for conversation, so he couldn't ask her. He considered her a moment: her slow, purposeful stride and the bag of fruit in her hand. Was this something people did around here? Sing at animals and feed them fruit? He felt suddenly embarrassed, having no offering of his own.
He turned toward the man, and a second pang of surprise hit him. The man was clearly embarrassed as well — it shone in his body language like a beacon. He spoke in a small voice, and Seiji immediately regretted having snuck up on him at all. Moving a few paces nearer the man, so as not to interrupt whatever Nairi was doing, he offered a broad smile. "You have a very good voice," he said quietly, and gestured up at Nairi and the strange deer. "These are yours? Or...?"
The rain is full
of ghosts tonight
of ghosts tonight
