( He tallies poorly. Days lost, nights found, slate sand beads slipped between hungry fingertips. Not on the 19th, but a neighbourly approximation: pinned to the gate of Sumeragi Subaru's zoo is one (1) origami koi fish folded off a torn-up travel book page showcasing Kanazawa. )
[ Second nature, to track the days — to mentally assemble and dust clean the approximate scaffolding of a calendar. It's not easy without the moon, with the errant dreams, and yet the occasion that heralds the single fish swimming against the gate of his home aligns with something he doesn't forget, for her sake...
For now, the finer print remains hidden in its folded corners where he places it on the single dresser in his room. ]
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For now, the finer print remains hidden in its folded corners where he places it on the single dresser in his room. ]