Post-Lament Anthropocene: Stars Intertwined — Phrolova
With the Lycoris gently swaying in her hand, she leads the notes of the melody as if conducting an orchestra.
These tunes serve as her weapon—the frequencies in her grasp can be tranquil or plunge into chaos.
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✦With Her Through Autumn, Winter, Spring, and Summer✦
In autumn's hush, I gather golden wheat and bake it into chestnut bread shared only between us.
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