[ Moments of clarity came to her more frequently, although there were times when Oichi wished they didn't. She'd been in a dark fog, then, something quiet and comforting, with shadows trailing behind her like the plumage of a broken bird. That darkness had been pierced, more than once, by Ieyasu's presence, and even now, he's blinding.
Sometimes, she misses not thinking so much.
But right now, she also misses having a hairbrush, because with her hair at the length that it is, it does tend to get tangled every so often.
And that is why the feared Demon Queen is now trying valiantly to put the tangled bits into some semblance of order with just her fingers.
IEEYAAAAAAAAASUUUUUUUUU
Sometimes, she misses not thinking so much.
But right now, she also misses having a hairbrush, because with her hair at the length that it is, it does tend to get tangled every so often.
And that is why the feared Demon Queen is now trying valiantly to put the tangled bits into some semblance of order with just her fingers.
It's not going well. ]