down the rabbit hole

After an insanely long hiatus we’re back for 1 week with our Daiya no Kuni 4 koma release! Enjoy this fleeting happiness since I have my finals and will be busy again~ (In case you don’t know what this project is about, the first post is here which contains more information and our plan for releases. You can either see the imgur album or look up my “4 koma” tag for the rest of the posts.)

~Credits~

Raw provider: peachandrabbit Scanner: zippythezippy Translator/Cleaner/typesetter: vocaotome Quality Checker: peachandrabbit

Artist: Fujimaru Mamenosuke Original Work: QuinRose

Album with all the komas released up to this point, where you can view/DL all of them together in HQ full strip format:

ALBUM LINK

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     On this, he does have to think.  There is still beauty in it to be sure, and yet — “not all beauty is joyous.  But beneath the loneliness of a lost love, there is something greater.”

     He pauses, but this time on purpose.  And then, he continues with, “the hope that the void of a lost love will be filled with something greater.  A love that slipped through one’s fingers is not a fated one, after all.”

     Fate.  He has a funny relationship with the word: he believes in it whole-heartedly, and yet it’s never been kind to him.  His melancholy at this is largely nonexistent, however, deeming it a simple inevitability. Those curse with fire are damned, after all.

"My name?" If he was such a gentlemen, wouldn't he give her his name first? Teal eyes blinked as she rattled her head on whether or not she should give the man her name. He seems...nice enough and doesn't feel like a bad person. "Alice Liddell, nice to meet you, um..." 

     ”Careful, Miss —”  His comment flies with ease through the evening air. “One might think you to be holding onto some sort of bitterness, with a statement like that.”

     But his taunt is meant as a playful jab more than anything.  Soon enough, he follows up his previous statement with another, perhaps less loaded one.  ”I think all love is beautiful: and if it is put there for me to admire, then admire I shall.”

Bitterness, ah that might be the correct word for her feelings towards love, after all, they say that a first love is a lost love. But there was nothing stopping her from feeling depressed about it. But now she was curious as she stared at the handsome man. "Then, what about a lost love?" 

Would a lost love be beautiful? 

"..."

Wait a minute. 

      Ah, but he’s getting ahead of himself.  For now, he’s perfectly content to watch the lovers stroll by as he takes a sweet drag of a cigarette from his perch upon the Spanish Steps.

No, right now it wasn't the time for that. She can't dwell over a hopeless love when she was soon going to be in a life or death situation. As she was about to walk on by and ignore the couple, a comment caught her attention. Something about how it's interesting to watch. Watch? What was so interesting about watching a pair of love birds?