"We imagine forever, only to be forsaken by the death throes of the present." Borrowed power will always cost something. A Different Wave: Book Three Formerly: "Mountains Erode Into Soil: Nature Grows from Their Graves" [COMPLETE] [Cross-Posted to Ao3 under @candy_floss_consumer] [Will be a podfic under freyja-err on YouTube]

In Konohagakure, a little ways into the Hashirama forest, lies a shrine. And in the barest of the morning, when the sun just barely rises on the horizon, sometimes you can hear it sing. Or perhaps, rather, you hear the living ghost of passed on prayers. "The land kisses the sea, oh lo-o-ove me. He hears Her lovely melody, oh lo-o-ove me." A Different Wave: Book Two Formerly: "Deep Within the Trees; Under the Boughs & Blossoms" [Cross-Posted to Ao3 under @candy_floss_consumer] [Will be a podfic under FreyjaVA on YouTube]

"A hundred stones sink beneath the waves, imperfect and uneven kanji chipped into them by an unpracticed hand. The owners only recently buried as ash and dust beneath coarse dirt and sand. And Sakura, the one behind it all." A Different Wave: Book One Formerly: A Hundred Children; A Hundred Stones [Can be read alone.] [Cross-Posted to Ao3 under @candy_floss_consumer]