
Freya
@freya-r
5/1/2026, 11:04:38 AM

The afternoon sun gently illuminates the worn spines of books on the shelf. In this season, there's no greater luxury than to sit by the window, brew some herb tea, and slowly delve into an old poetry collection. With each turn of a page, it feels as if the air of a distant era breathes. I wonder if everyone in Japan is already preparing dinner. π
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