• manga,  Uncategorized

    MANGA: Akumariage

    Akumariage – Shimiri

    Kairi Tsuji was born with mysterious marks on his hands. One day, a demon appeared before him in order to take his soul as part of a contract from his past life. Kairi is in shock at the sudden turn of events, but the demon, Raju, cursed Kairi with the marks on his hands in order to prove it. Just as Kairi thinks his life is over, Raju pushes him down and takes his virginity…?!

    Akuma+Mariage is for everyone who loves Grell-type characters: redhead, fangy, flirty, and hella clingy.

    This is a story of Faustian deals and reincarnation where our boy, senior high schooler Kairi, is jealous of his former self and competes with that self in pleasuring his demon spouse, Raju. The demon refuses to leave his beloved Kairi’s side and follows him everywhere. Later, he transforms into a super-kawaii chibi version hidden in Kairi’s pocket.

    Things become more exciting when Kairi’s memories of his past life return, and a powerful demon appears to stir trouble and attempt to ruin their relationship.

    While Kairi and Raju’s romance was spicy and sweet, I was more interested in the other demon and the blond angel who appeared in a brief scene together. Their one-sided (the demon) antagonistic dynamics were more compelling to me. And you can tell the taller, arrogant demon is going to be the uke.

    I also prefer past Kairi to the boring present Kairi. Past Kairi had more sass. Raju is a lovable horny himbo who adores all versions of Kairi and just wants to be showered with affection.

    The closing chapter is fast-forwarded 10 years later and 27-year-old Kairi is ready to introduce his demon spouse to his mom. He’s showing more personality here so salaryman Kairi isn’t so bad, either.

    Overall, a mixed bag. Read it for Raju!


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    SERIES REVIEW: A Paranormal Yakuza Duet by C.J. Ravenna

    A Paranormal Yakuza Duet: Secrets & Sake – C.J. Ravenna

    Jinta

    Heโ€™s a yakuza with secrets. Iโ€™m the reporter determined to bring them to light.

    When people start going missing, I sense a story that could make my whole career. I even have the perfect Raiden Noboru, enforcer for the most powerful yakuza organization in Japan.

    The plan is go undercover as “Hiro” the photographer, cozy up to Raiden, and discover all he knows about the disappearances.

    Problem is? Raiden isn’t the monster I thought he was. The beast beneath his skin is fiercely protective of what’s his, but he worships my body and soul, showing me a tender side of himself he hides from the rest of the world.

    But I’ve got a story to tell. All I have to do… is betray the man I’m falling for.

    Raiden

    I stopped believing in fated mates long ago. Love only ends in heartbreak.

    Ever since I was a boy, my only purpose has been to serve the Namikawa-kai.

    Until him. The minute I see Hiro smile like a sunbeam and catch his cherry blossom scent, I’ve got to have him. What I thought would be a casual fling becomes so much more. Hiro is mine. Mine to care for, mine to protect. No one else can have him.

    Before I realize it, I’m beginning to dream of a life outside the yakuza, a life with Hiro. Too bad thatโ€™s all itโ€™ll ever be. A dream. Iโ€™ll never make someone as innocent as Hiro happy. Iโ€™m a criminal, and Iโ€™m no good for himโ€ฆ

    โ€ฆBut I canโ€™t stay away from him.

    Secrets & Sake is book 1 in A Paranormal Yakuza Duet. It features insta-love, fated mates and wolf shifters, a sunshine undercover reporter and the grumpy yakuza soft only for him, loads of possessive touch-him-and-die vibes, plenty of searingly hot spice, and a Happy-For-Now conclusion.


    Rating:
    3.5 Stars โ€“ that place between like and love

    Soundtrack: Unmei no Akai Ito (Red String of Destiny)
    Artist: Koshitomo
    Album: Atelier


    A Paranormal Yakuza Duet: Curses & Kitsune – C.J. Ravenna

    Jinta

    Nothingโ€™s easy when youโ€™re fated to a yakuza boss.

    Iโ€™m possessed by an ancient, powerful kitsune hellbent on chaos and destruction. Until we can find a way to lift the curse, Iโ€™m a threat to everyone I hold dear. Tensions within the Namikawa-kai, hunters lurking in the shadows, and vengeful ex-boyfriends want to thwart us at every step.

    All I want is to be with Raiden, my mate, the man I love. If we stand together, we can get through it all. But when I see a new, ugly side to Raiden, I canโ€™t help but question if we really want the same things.

    When the time comes to run, will Raiden leave it all behind for me?

    Raiden

    Iโ€™ll destroy anyone who hurts my mateโ€”but Iโ€™m the one hurting him the most.

    Iโ€™m the boss now. This is my pack. Tokyo is my city. No one will ever control me again. As I fall deeper into my new responsibilities, Jinta and I grow more estranged.

    When betrayal strikes from within my own pack, Jinta is the one who pays the price. Jinta has no place in my world. Heโ€™s a pure ray of sunshine in the darkness of my life, and I canโ€™t be the reason he gets hurt. I donโ€™t deserve him. Never have.

    Iโ€™ve got to let him go. Before the shadows of my world consume the only person Iโ€™ve ever loved.

    Curses & Kitsune is the final book in A Paranormal Yakuza Duet and concludes with a hard-won Happily-Ever-After.


    Rating:
    3.5 Stars โ€“ that place between like and love

    Soundtrack: Kisetsu wa Tsugi Tsugi Shindeiku (Seasons Die One After Another)
    Artist: Amazarashi
    Album: Kisetsu wa Tsugi Tsugi Shindeiku


    A Paranormal Yakuza Duet by new-to-me author C.J. Ravenna is a fabulous combination of werewolves and yakuza. Add to that a deft use of Japanese mythology that blended seamlessly into the plot, with action-packed scenes that pulled no punches on the violence and gore, the noir atmosphere, and it was easy to imagine how fantastic this would be as an anime!

    Jinta Onodera, an ambitious young reporter itching for that big break, decided to go undercover as a yakuza fan magazine photographer to investigate the case of several people who disappeared in the Namikawa-kai territory. In his first meeting with the Namikawa enforcer, the notorious Wolf of Asakusa Raiden Noburo, the two hit it off immediately.

    The romance started the very day they met. Raiden was immediately drawn to “Hiro,” who smelled like cherry blossoms. In turn, Jinta was falling hard and fast for the yakuza, who wasn’t the monster his reputation says he is. As fated mates, they were connected by the red string.

    Raiden is growly, possessive, gorgeously tattooed, and drool-worthy in a suit or kimono. He suffered abuse and was groomed by another yakuza when he was just a teenager. He was traumatized by his parents when his father abandoned them, and his mother handed him over to the Namikawa as payment for his father’s debts.

    Jinta was treated by his family as less than his golden boy brother. He’s super insecure about his worth, especially after he caught his ex-boyfriend in bed with his brother. Jinta is determined to make it big with the story he plans to write about the yakuza and the missing persons.

    I was ready to root for Raiden and Jinta. Raiden calls Jinta, with his beaming smile, “sunshine,” which gives me life every time! And Raiden going after his Sunshine in the afterlife raises the bar for everyone! What I liked about Jinta is he gave Raiden the courage to dare hope for a life outside the yakuza.

    While they were a solid unit at first, they soon fell into the hot/cold pattern of bitter fights and reconciliation sex. An incident would trigger an insecurity or trauma. One would lash out (usually Jinta) and then walk out. Then another incident would lead to a meeting, swoony words and grand promises are exchanged, sex ensues, and then all is okay until another trigger.

    The first few times, it was emotions and feels. Then, I just stopped paying attention because the drama went on until the second book (Sunshine is a flaky boy, sadly) and I was tired. The real fun is in the paranormal and the yakuza business.

    Yakuza politics, much like mafia politics, is a fascinating read. In Book 1, Secrets & Sake, the Namikawa-kai is headed by Namikawa, an elderly man who seemed to be around forever. The yakuza boss is a harsh master to Raiden, using alpha control to make Raiden hurt himself as punishment.

    There is tension between the Namikawa-kai and their biggest rival, Takata-kai, headed by Takata, formerly a Namikawa, who thinks he should be their leader. There is also a painful history between Takata and Raiden, with Takata eager to get his hands on Raiden the moment the Namikawa enforcer showed weakness.

    Later, we learn that Namikawa was cursed and that curse transferred to Jinta. Meanwhile, Raiden becomes the Namikawa-kai leader.

    In Book 2, Curses & Kitsune, the famous nine-tailed kitsune is a bloodthirsty entity, and Jinta doesn’t know how to control it. Raiden drops everything to find a way to lift the curse (the Wolf of Asakusa always comes through). There is tension within Namikawa ranks when two members betray their pack. Wolf hunters are also making their presence known and are said to be working with the traitors.

    Raiden is forced to do two unthinkable things: find his father and ask Takata for help. Meanwhile, Jinta made hissy fits. Then he tried to reunite with his family, only to realize it was best to say goodbye to the past and his family, and embrace the present and future with Raiden.

    There are almost no lulls apart from the hissy fits. Lots of things are happening, and they’re happening relatively fast. The fight scenes are my favorite! The series also one of the most thorough at dealing with loose ends, with every bad guy given his comeuppance.

    Representation of yakuza lore and Japanese culture was done with care, and the books were entertaining, apart from the romance. I am thankful that the author refrained from writing the books like manga in prose. I’ve encountered some books by authors doing very trope-y stories written like manga scenes, and they don’t translate well.

    A Paranormal Yakuza Duet is not for the faint of heart. Passions and tempers run hot! Giant wolves and kitsune are on a rampage! Fated mates torn apart and reunited! Overall, intense, dark, and violent.


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    SOUNDTRACK: Unmei no Akai Ito by Koshitomo & Kisetsu wa Tsugitsugi Shindeiku by Amazarashi

    Soundtrack to A Paranormal Yakuza Duet: Secrets & Sake by C.J. Ravenna

    Red String of Destiny by Koshitomo for a book about fated mates, a cruel world, and a courage to hope for tomorrow.

    Blue Sky Sun Letโ€™s go fishing today
    The usual park with a large pond
    Iโ€™m not concentrating.
    Hey God, Iโ€™m going to use a special thread today.
    I want to believe in the red thread of fate
    And Iโ€™m waiting for you here today
    The magic of the future at the end of the thread
    The pond is sparkling in the sun
    But the world isnโ€™t that sweet.

    I want to believe in the red thread of fate
    And today I was a little hopeful about the future

    Soundtrack to A Paranormal Yazuka Duet: Curses & Kitsune by C.J. Ravenna

    Seasons Die One After Another by Amazarashi for a book about shedding the past, embracing the future, and living in the moment.

    Dear My Loathsome Past,
    to you I offer this poem of farewell!

    I have cast away the remains of these days
    that can’t get any worse, these most terrible dreams even if it kills me.

    For in the next life,
    a flower will bloom to tell you a poem of transition;

    We spend some time wondering
    if we should go or head on back.
    I’m sure we’ll face hardship…
    but after the slightest hesitation,
    we straighten up and head onward.

    That’s right, we have to go!
    Even with nothing, we have to go on living!

  • quote,  Uncategorized

    ้’็ฉบ ๅคช้™ฝ ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏ้‡ฃใ‚Šใซ่กŒใ“ใ†
    ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎๅ…ฌๅœ’ ๅคงใใชๆฑ ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹

    ้›†ไธญๅŠ›ใฎใชใ„ๅƒ•ใ ใ‘ใฉ
    ใญใ‡็ฅžๆง˜ ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏ็‰นๅˆฅใช็ณธใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ใ‚ˆ

    ้‹ๅ‘ฝใฎ่ตคใ„็ณธใ‚’ไฟกใ˜ใŸใ„
    ใใ—ใฆไปŠๆ—ฅใ‚‚ๅƒ•ใฏใ“ใ“ใงๅ›ใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ‚‹
    ็ณธใฎๅ…ˆใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๆœชๆฅใซใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹้ญ”ๆณ•
    ๅคช้™ฝใงๆฑ ใŒใ‚ญใƒฉใ‚ญใƒฉๅ…‰ใฃใฆใ‚‹

    ใ ใ‘ใฉใญ ไธ–ใฎไธญ ใใ‚“ใชใซ็”˜ใใชใ„
    ใฉใ‚Œใ ใ‘ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ‚‚็ณธใซๅๅฟœใฏใชใ„

    ใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ ่ซฆใ‚ใฎๆ—ฉใ„
    ใ‚ใ‚ๅƒ•ใ ใ‚ˆ ไปŠใ•ใ‚‰ๆ€งๆ ผใฏๅค‰ใˆใ‚Œใชใ„

    ้‹ๅ‘ฝใฎ่ตคใ„็ณธใฏไฟกใ˜ใชใ„
    ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏ็‰‡ไป˜ใ‘ใฆๅธฐใ‚‹ใจใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹
    ๅคงไธˆๅคซๅนณๆฐ—ใ• ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ„ใคใ‚‚้€šใ‚Š
    ๆœฌๅฝ“ใฏ่ชฐใ‹ใซๆ…ฐใ‚ใฆใปใ—ใ„

    ใƒˆใƒœใƒˆใƒœใจๆญฉใๅธฐใ‚Š้“ ๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ
    ใ€Œ่ฝใจใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ‚ˆ?ใ€ๆธกใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่ตคใ„็ณธ
    ใ€Œ้‡ฃใ‚Šใฎ็ณธใงใ™ใ‹๏ผŸ็ใ—ใ„่‰ฒใญใ€
    ๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚€ๅฝผๅฅณ

    ้‹ๅ‘ฝใฎ่ตคใ„็ณธใ‚’ไฟกใ˜ใŸใ„
    ใใ—ใฆไปŠๆ—ฅใ‚‚ๅƒ•ใฏใ“ใ“ใงๅ›ใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ‚‹
    ็ณธใฎๅ…ˆใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๆœชๆฅใซใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹้ญ”ๆณ•
    ๅคช้™ฝใงๆฑ ใŒใ‚ญใƒฉใ‚ญใƒฉๅ…‰ใฃใฆใ‚‹
    ้‹ๅ‘ฝใฎ่ตคใ„็ณธใ‚’ไฟกใ˜ใŸใ„โ€ฆ
    ้‹ๅ‘ฝใฎ่ตคใ„็ณธใ‚’ไฟกใ˜ใŸใ„
    ใใ—ใฆไปŠๆ—ฅใฏๆœชๆฅใซใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๆœŸๅพ…ใŒๆŒใฆใŸ

    Blue Sky Sun Let’s go fishing today
    The usual park with a large pond
    I’m not concentrating.
    Hey God, I’m going to use a special thread today.
    I want to believe in the red thread of fate
    And I’m waiting for you here today
    The magic of the future at the end of the thread
    The pond is sparkling in the sun
    But the world isn’t that sweet.
    No matter how long you wait, there is no response to the thread

    Sigh, quick to give up
    Oh, it’s me, I can’t change my personality anymore
    I don’t believe in the red thread of fate
    So let’s clean up and go home today
    It’s okay, it’s okay, this is business as usual
    I really want someone to comfort me
    On the way home walking with a tobotobo,
    I was called out from behind “Did you drop it?”
    The red thread passed “Is it a fishing line?
    Smiling Girlfriend

    I want to believe in the red thread of fate
    And I’m waiting for you here today
    The magic of the future at the end of the thread
    The pond is sparkling in the sun
    I want to believe in the red thread of fate…
    I want to believe in the red thread of fate
    And today I was a little hopeful about the future

    ๅญฃ็ฏ€ใฏๆฌกใ€…ๆญปใ‚“ใงใ„ใใ€€็ตถๅ‘ฝใฎๅฃฐใŒ้ขจใซใชใ‚‹
    ่‰ฒใ‚ใ่ก—ใฎใ€€้…”ใˆใชใ„็”ทใ€€ๆœˆใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ“ใ“ใ˜ใ‚ƒ็„ก็ฒ‹

    ๆณฅใซ่ถณใ‚‚ใคใ‚Œใ‚‹็”Ÿๆดปใซใ€€้›จใฏใ‚ขใƒซใ‚ณใƒผใƒซใฎๅ‘ณใŒใ—ใŸ
    ใ‚ขใƒ‘ใ‚ทใƒผใช็›ฎใงใ€€ๅฝทๅพจใ†่ก—ใงใ€€ๆŒ™ๅ‹•ไธๅฏฉใฎใ‚คใƒŽใ‚ปใƒณใƒˆใ€€้ง…ๅ‰ใซใฆ

    ๅƒ•ใŒๅƒ•ใจๅ‘ผใถใซใฏไธ็ขบใ‹ใชใ€€ๅŠ้€ๆ˜ŽใชๅฝฑใŒ็”Ÿใใฆใ‚‹้ขจใ 
    ้›จใซๆญŒใˆใฐใ€€้›ฒใฏๅ‰ฒใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€€่ณ‘ใ‚„ใ‹ใชๅคใฎๅนฒๆถธใณใŸๅ‘ฝใ 

    ๆ‹ๅ•“ใ€€ๅฟŒใพใ‚ใ—ใ้ŽๅŽปใซๅ‘Šใใ€€็ตถ็ธใฎ่ฉฉ
    ๆœ€ไฝŽใชๆ—ฅใ€…ใฎใ€€ๆœ€ๆ‚ชใชๅคขใฎใ€€ๆฎ‹้ชธใ‚’ๆจใฆใฆใฏ่กŒใ‘ใšใ€€ใ“ใ“ใงๆฏ็ตถใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใจ
    ๅพŒไธ–ใ€€่Šฑใฏๅ’ฒใๅ›ใซไผใ†ใ€€ๅค‰้ทใฎ่ฉฉ
    ่‹ฆๆ‚ฉใซใพใฟใ‚Œใฆใ€€ๅ˜†ใๆ‚ฒใ—ใฟใ€€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚้€”็ตถใˆใฌๆญŒใซใ€€้™ฝใฏๅฐ„ใ•ใšใจใ‚‚

    ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฏๆฌกใ€…ๆญปใ‚“ใงใ„ใใ€€ๆ€ฅใ„ใฆใ‚‚่ฟฝใ„ใคใ‘ใš้ŽๅŽปใซใชใ‚‹
    ็”Ÿใๆ€ฅใ’ๅƒ•ใ‚‰ใ€€็ฏใ‚‹็ซใฏใ›ใคใชใ€€็”Ÿใใ‚‹ๆ„ๅ‘ณใชใฉใฏๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰ใคใ

    ๅ›ใŒๅ›ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใซใฏไธ็ขบใ‹ใชใ€€ไธๅฎ‰ๅฎšใช่‡ชๆˆ‘ใŒใ€€ๅ›ใ‚’ๅซŒใŠใ†ใจ
    ใ›ใ‚ใฆๆญŒใˆใฐใ€€้—‡ใฏๆ™ดใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€€ๆ น่…ใ‚ŒใŸๅคขใซ้ ใ‹ใฃใŸๅ‘ฝใ 

    ๆ‹ๅ•“ใ€€ๅฟŒใพใ‚ใ—ใ้ŽๅŽปใซๅ‘Šใใ€€็ตถ็ธใฎ่ฉฉ
    ๆœ€ไฝŽใชๆ—ฅใ€…ใฎใ€€ๆœ€ๆ‚ชใชๅคขใฎใ€€ๆฎ‹้ชธใ‚’ๆจใฆใฆใฏ่กŒใ‘ใšใ€€ใ“ใ“ใงๆฏ็ตถใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใจ
    ๅพŒไธ–ใ€€่Šฑใฏๅ’ฒใๅ›ใซไผใ†ใ€€ๅค‰้ทใฎ่ฉฉ
    ่‹ฆๆ‚ฉใซใพใฟใ‚Œใฆใ€€ๅ˜†ใๆ‚ฒใ—ใฟใ€€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚้€”็ตถใˆใฌๆญŒใซใ€€้™ฝใฏๅฐ„ใ•ใšใจใ‚‚

    ็–ฒใ‚ŒใŸ้ก”ใซ่ถณใ‚’ๅผ•ใใšใฃใฆใ€€็…งใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ™ๅค•ๆ—ฅใซ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใฆ
    ่กŒใ“ใ†ใ‹ใ€€ๆˆปใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€€ๆ‚ฉใฟใฏใ™ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€€ๆญฉใๅ‡บใ™่ƒŒไธญ
    ใใ†ใ ่กŒใ‹ใญใฐใชใ‚‰ใฌใ€€ไฝ•ใฏใชใใจใ‚‚็”Ÿใใฆ่กŒใใฎใ 
    ๅƒ•ใ‚‰ใฏใ€€ใฉใ†ใ›ๆ‹พใฃใŸๅ‘ฝใ ใ€€ใ“ใ“ใซ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใใ‚ˆใ€€ใชใ‘ใชใ—ใฎ

    ๆ‹ๅ•“ใ€€ไปŠใฏไบกใ้ŽๅŽปใ‚’ๆƒณใ†ใ€€ๆœ›้ƒทใฎ่ฉฉ
    ๆœ€ไฝŽใชๆ—ฅใ€…ใŒใ€€ๆœ€ๆ‚ชใชๅคขใŒใ€€ๅง‹ใพใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใจๆ€ใˆใฐใ€€้šๅˆ†้ ใใ 
    ใฉใ†ใ›่Šฑใฏๆ•ฃใ‚Šใ€€่ผชๅปปใฎ่ผชใซ้‚„ใ‚‹ๅ‘ฝ
    ่‹ฆๆ‚ฉใซใพใฟใ‚Œใฆใ€€ๅ˜†ใๆ‚ฒใ—ใฟใ€€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚้€”็ตถใˆใฌๆญŒใซใ€€้™ฝใฏๅฐ„ใ•ใšใจใ‚‚

    ๅญฃ็ฏ€ใฏๆฌกใ€…็”Ÿใ่ฟ”ใ‚‹

    The seasons die out, one after another; cries of annihilation howl in the wind…

    A man not susceptible to the charms of the city looks up at the moon and notices how unrefined it all is.

    Among an everyday life tripped up by the mud, the rain itself tastes of alcohol;

    With eyes filled with apathy as they wander the city, innocents gather in front of the station, acting suspiciously.

    In order to uphold the unsteady fact that I’m me, it’s like my half-transparent shadow is has come to life.

    If I were to sing in the rain, would the clouds part? My life is all dried up in the midst of this bustling summer.

    Dear My Loathsome Past, to you I offer this poem of farewell!

    I have cast away the remains of these days that can’t get any worse, these most terrible dreams even if it kills me.

    For in the next life, a flower will bloom to tell you a poem of transition;

    A song filled with suffering, of which to grieve and moan, but never to die out… even if it is starved of sunlight.

    Tomorrow’ dies out, one after another; even if you hurry, you’ll miss them as they become the past,

    But to we who hurry through life, our flames are fickle, and we’re always adding meaning after the fact.

    In order to uphold the unsteady fact that you’re you, your unstable ego ventures to despise you; I you were merely able to sing, would the darkness be dispelled? Your life has been left up to a dream rotten at the core.

    Dear My Loathsome Past, to you I offer this poem of farewell!

    Iย have cast away the remains of these days that can’t get any worse, these most terrible dreams even if it kills me.

    For in the next life, a flower will bloom to tell you a poem of transition;

    A song filled with suffering, of which to grieve and moan, but never to die out… even if it is starved of sunlight.

    With a tired face, limping along; squinting at the reflected sunset..

    We spend some time wondering if we should go or head on back. I’m sure we’ll face hardship… but after the slightest hesitation, we straighten up and head onward.

    That’s right, we have to go! Even with nothing, we have to go on living!

    After all, our lives were just picked up along the way – we’ll leave them here as we proceed, what little they are.

    Dear My Loathsome Past, to you I offer this poem of farewell!

    I have cast away the remains of these days that can’t get any worse, these most terrible dreams even if it kills me.

    For in the next life, a flower will bloom to tell you a poem of transition;

    A song filled with suffering, of which to grieve and moan, but never to die out… even if it is starved of sunlight.

    Seasons revived, one after another