F/ Feb: Thou the HyacinthThou, the hyacinth that growsF/ Feb: Thou the Hyacinth by MochiInvasion
By a quiet-running river;
I, the watery reflection
And the broken gleam.
It’s an odd sort of world that puts the two of them together – Aurora all beautiful, innocent and made-up; Mulan so plain, hardened and natural – but the world is odd and they are rooming together.
Fast forward one day and they are already arguing – in muted tones, because Aurora is a lady and Mulan is quiet. Aurora rolls her eyes and slams the door, and doesn’t come back.
Fast forward two weeks and Mulan walks into the hospital and straight to Aurora’s room, where she knocks twice and waits for a soft ‘come in’. She walks in, and Aurora is lying on the bed, smiling at her apologetically. One explanation and several sighs later and Mulan looks into her eyes and forbids her from ever disappearing again.
Fast forward three months, and Mulan is sitting in front of a mirror with a phone in one hand, a pair of scissors in