"Stay still, my dear. This will be over in just a second."
Izanami tried to resist the tickle on her skin as a paintbrush glided across her throat.
Making herself stay still until Sif was done with her was one of the most difficult things she'd done all week.
Perhaps it was nice that the grand total of the struggles she'd gone through recently was this and having her sides in pain from laughing too hard.
This was a happiness she had never known. A bliss she never wanted to let go of.
Which was precisely why she wanted to go through with this.
Eden was as beautiful as always. During the daytime, the entire sky was a permanent shade of rosy sunset pink.
The air was crisp and clean. It seemed almost sweet to inhale, like breathing in cotton candy.
The weather was perfect. Not too warm to be uncomfortable, and not too cold to need the clothing that they had left behind at home.
