𝒢𝑜 𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝓇𝓎 𝓉𝑜 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝓂𝑒 ❞

' [ You are not here merely to make a living. You are here in order to enable the world to live more amply, with greater vision, with a finer spirit of hope and achievement. You are here to enrich the world. ]

 

  
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春野サクラ | | rules

[ I track: strawberrysakura ]

「 A new life. 」

|☽❀☾|   Indolent lids flickered open, relishing in the presence of a rather weary kitsune within her embrace. Mornings like these were ordinary for the pair. It always served for nothing but a smile to crinkle along the corners of her lips and tranquility to reflect her entirety just by knowing that Menma was by her side. However, the comfort in which the roseate was usually bestowed upon changed due to a sudden twisting and turning that ached in the very pit of her stomach. “Ngnn..”

A low groan emitted, slowly picking her ailing anatomy up from the bed before rummaging her way into the bathroom. Once catching a glimpse of herself in a nearby mirror - there it was. Her once pristine; porcelain facade suddenly tarnished a sickening pallid pigment. Through the many years as a medical ninja, she was fully aware of the various sicknesses that may or may not come at hand. But this particular sickness seemed different - far much different than any others she caught sight of. Perhaps this wasn’t even an illness, maybe it was all just simply a misunderstanding.

Unless..

Brows furrowed as roused realization evoked her being, viridian optics widened the slightest. “Menma!” A voice laced with worry caused her to storm out of the bathroom forthwith, quivering tiers parting to speak once more, albeit in a more composed; gentle tone once a sigh ensued. “I think that.. I..–” She trailed off, completely at loss for words.