That they do. I believe they call it a 'happy accident". A rare thing, to be sure. Certainly in my time, at any rate. Which reminds me; I was severely remiss in my duty and I apologize. [ Seimei bows his head hurriedly, reminded of the fact, ears coloring with embarrassment. ] In equal measures of excitement and nerves, I did not send word to you after I returned to my own home. I meant to send this to you, so I brought it with me for when I would see you again personally. [ Here Seimei reached into his sleeve and withdrew a simple paper fan, holding it in both hands and offering it to Kaoru with a small nod and apologetic look, coupled with a hopeful smile. ] It seemed inappropriate to send it along with a shikigami when it was late in coming. I had hoped you would be willing to accept if I brought it myself. I thought that presenting it somewhat publicly would satisfy the demand of shame.
Please accept this gift. [ Another bow of his head, hands raising slightly to present the fan. It was made by hand, though with expert skill, the paper dyed a soft purple color with berries. Dried and pressed petals decorated it, flowing from one side as though caught on a breeze.
In elegant calligraphy in the most formal form was a simple poem:
The sun never fades here. Eventide please come once more. Its glow spreads aloft.
The heavens become a celestial canvas- brushed in crimson lights.
Ah, there the sun sets at last - a halo. He is the sunset.
No doubt Seimei wasn't lifting his head because of the nature of the gift and the color of his face, a fair shade close to Kaoru's hair by this point. ]
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Which reminds me; I was severely remiss in my duty and I apologize. [ Seimei bows his head hurriedly, reminded of the fact, ears coloring with embarrassment. ] In equal measures of excitement and nerves, I did not send word to you after I returned to my own home. I meant to send this to you, so I brought it with me for when I would see you again personally.
[ Here Seimei reached into his sleeve and withdrew a simple paper fan, holding it in both hands and offering it to Kaoru with a small nod and apologetic look, coupled with a hopeful smile. ]
It seemed inappropriate to send it along with a shikigami when it was late in coming. I had hoped you would be willing to accept if I brought it myself. I thought that presenting it somewhat publicly would satisfy the demand of shame.
Please accept this gift. [ Another bow of his head, hands raising slightly to present the fan. It was made by hand, though with expert skill, the paper dyed a soft purple color with berries. Dried and pressed petals decorated it, flowing from one side as though caught on a breeze.
In elegant calligraphy in the most formal form was a simple poem:
The sun never fades here.
Eventide please come once more.
Its glow spreads aloft.
The heavens become
a celestial canvas-
brushed in crimson lights.
Ah, there the sun sets
at last - a halo.
He is the sunset.
No doubt Seimei wasn't lifting his head because of the nature of the gift and the color of his face, a fair shade close to Kaoru's hair by this point. ]