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Apr. 1st, 2016 04:53 pm{From here}
Sinric walks through the night time garden without looking back, picking his way towards a sheltered stand of sakura. In the moonlit night, the flowers take on a translucent quality, like snow caught in the act of falling.
The Spring air still holds enough of a chill for his nipples to harden beneath his clothes but that could as easily be the anticipation of the serpent following him.
Still not looking back, his starts to unlace the tight bodice, peeling in back from one shoulder.
Sinric walks through the night time garden without looking back, picking his way towards a sheltered stand of sakura. In the moonlit night, the flowers take on a translucent quality, like snow caught in the act of falling.
The Spring air still holds enough of a chill for his nipples to harden beneath his clothes but that could as easily be the anticipation of the serpent following him.
Still not looking back, his starts to unlace the tight bodice, peeling in back from one shoulder.
