The window was left open a bit to let in the fresh Springtime breeze, as well as the ever-growing chirping of birds as they returned and awakened to the new season. The scent of flourishing new blossoms wafted in from the greenhouse and it brought a smile to Tsubei's face, knowing that her treasured 'children' were creating new life.
Within her room, the young elder found a new joy; a sewing machine. She usually loved to make every stitch by hand, but the intriquecy of her latest costume's embroidery had strained her fingers. Yaruka had bought her the machine so she could cut her workload, rest her fingers and aid in her newfound wish to make robes for others. She would still add the personal quality touch to her work, but this would definitely make things much easier. Having already cut out the patterns, Tsubei had dived headfirst into making the robes for Kouyo.
*to be continued (when I don't have a headache)*
Within her room, the young elder found a new joy; a sewing machine. She usually loved to make every stitch by hand, but the intriquecy of her latest costume's embroidery had strained her fingers. Yaruka had bought her the machine so she could cut her workload, rest her fingers and aid in her newfound wish to make robes for others. She would still add the personal quality touch to her work, but this would definitely make things much easier. Having already cut out the patterns, Tsubei had dived headfirst into making the robes for Kouyo.
*to be continued (when I don't have a headache)*
