Ichiro Daisuke wrote:Iuchi Saksaha wrote:"Some milk, also sugar and zhenzhu. It's a festival recipe of my mother's," Saksaha explains about the tea.
"Yes, maybe a bath. Or maybe a watering hole for the herds. If they can be made to come near it, of course."
Ide Amaya wrote:She had no desire for the tea to go wanting, and indicated for Daisuke to pass her the cup. After her difficult night and morning, she was grateful that it was her cousin that would be taking on such a task, so much that could go wrong, it is good we are all here.
Iuchi Saksaha wrote:Saksaha nods, grateful that Hideo seems to know what she means. This is what she brought a blanket out here for, so she smooths it out on the grass and arranges herself prone on the slightly scratchy wool, head propped on her folded arms. This looks more like a comfy pose for a nap than one for a difficult meditation, but she's learned from experience that it's much harder to reach the necessary state sitting up. Also, when she'd tried it before, her abandoned body had a disturbing tendency to flop over sideways by the time she'd returned to it.
"If all goes well, I should not be a very long time away."
She tucks her face against the blanket, blocking out the sunlight, and slows her breathing, erasing the sounds of Ningen-do one by one from her perception--the birds, the wind, the people talking and breathing and moving near her. Before long her spirit slips its loose tethers and glides away...
Mindshred wrote:The world falls away, revealing a rolling field of tall grasses and delicate, fluttering butterflies.
There's no sign of the crater anywhere in Saksaha's view, just rolling plains.
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