venus is missing

the sticky confines of time are an un-codified law of the universe; yet oikawa swears it has its flaws sometimes, that things slip through its cracks and time becomes all the more malleable. time pities. time wanders. time puts two together, to watch, knowing every fault and triumph, yet even in its solidity it begs to ask, what if?

where oikawa grows up in the shade of small town tradition, only to find solace in the the face trailing him from a past life

contains:
greenery, folk superstitions, tradition, moss and extended pining

- 𝐢𝐰𝐚𝐨i