urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reitaha lovely weather, isn't it? れいた 2007-02-02T22:22:02Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reitaha:910 2007-02-02T22:22:02Z 2007-02-02T22:22:02Z Upon my arrival at <i>Yonagi Hanamachi</i>, I seem to have meet some rather peculiar, but unique people nonetheless. I cam across a young boy with a kitten, but he scampered away. The more eye-catching person in the room, though, was a handsome man by the name "Tora." He is to be a new <i>geiko</i> at the <i>hanamachi</i>, and I can't deny that he looks very interesting. He also has a very pretty nose, unmarked and elegant, unlike my own.<br /><br />Will he be the friend I've longed for after so many years? I still awaken to nightmares of my mother's death and the horrible tattoo that desecrates my flesh. When I wake up, I realize that my mother is truly gone and I'm still alone, wandering the streets with insults and jeers pasting themselves to my back as I walk.<br /><br />I'll be able to see Tora later, I hope. I think I've made a new friend!