The sound of festival music in the distance.
I've wandered onto the road where the spirits of the dead dwell.
The passage to the afterlife. My most desperate measure.
Liminality
I always half-doubted if it existed at all. Only now that it's right before my eyes is the reality of it finally setting in.
The boundary of death itself becomes blurry under all this life. All the faces around me appear so happy and bright.
*twelelee~*
*gong* *gong*
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