|Some of my favorite stuff...|
You may call me colBoh, fan of everything that isn't annoying.|
empathy (emm-puh-thee): n. 1. Understanding the thoughts or feelings of another. 2. The key to a perfect self, and a perfect world.
Jeopardy! was pre-recorded, This is Don Pardo speaking!
Favorite genre of music: Swing, jazz, big band... all the American classics!
Favorite wallpaper: Various scenes of sweet, touching (but SFW) yuri.
Favorite photographer: Tom Lewis
Personal Quote: Life's a picket fence: It hurts to climb up and sit in the middle, but you get a better view.
Goddess of CandlesA/N: With all the AU stuff I’ve been doing lately I decided to go ‘classic’ Gensokyo with this seeing as it’s a gift and all. I think it will still be a good story regardless.
(Gensokyo: Moriya Shrine)
The last of the winter snows had begun to become less and less as spring began to take its dominance. Over the last couple of weeks this was especially true around the slopes of Youkai Mountain.
Sanae was growing increasingly excited about not having to wear such heavy robes. Not having to shovel after the snow fell also brought a much wider appeal as well. Though on this day Sanae had risen early and bustled all morning with something more pleasing in mind.
The fact of the matter was Sanae had made a small wager with Kanako regarding when the snow would relent. The goddess said that I would be later in the month and Sanae countered that it would be early. As it was later, Sanae lost the wager.
“If you win Sanae, I will wait on