Description
Like in slow motion, dust falls, becoming translucent in the light of the headlights, resembling a swirling swarm of fireflies or colorful snow, only it doesn't melt but distorts, now standing somewhere as grass, with the wind nearby.
That's it - I want to move like in anime!!! remember Kentage's last move? She always beautifully drew leaves to the trees, and then she left - either into herself or to the edge of night, maybe it's the same thing.
Anyway, I'm bringing you stars from somewhere out there, and they cost nothing, and they weigh nothing, only shining and sometimes pricking fingers in pockets when trying to warm hands - and forgetting about them, haha, immediately remembering, squeezing the stars in hand, they grab onto the fingertips like thorns of roses, sometimes getting under the nails, but easily coming off.
I've been wanting to tell you for a long time - sorry for taking stars out of my pocket, just to let them go.
psss
*whispering
I had time to press - save)