It seems like someone is apologising continuously...

What is she apologising for?
I feel it's not right to prick up my ears, so I try not to hear what she's saying.

I'm back in the city for the funeral. It's been a while.
I was living here just a month ago, but I'm overwhelmed by the crowd of the city.

Skyscrapers and wide roads...
Noisy melody that comes out from the street lights...
Even a loud public speech of the election makes me feel right at home.

There are nothing like them in the place I live now.

All they have is a murmuring of a clear stream. And the cry of the Higurashi.

Recently, I feel comfort instead of sadness, living in such a quiet place.

There's nothing convenient in the place I live now.
No hamburger shop.
No record store, no restaurant, no arcades...
Of course there's no icecream shop.

They have some of them in the nearest village, but it takes an hour to get there by bike.

However, I don't really feel inconvenienced.

There were record stores, arcades and icecream shops at the place I used to live, but I didn't go there that often.

In fact, I lived there for 10 years, but I never went to the icecream shop.

I should've gone there at least once...
It's too late though...

Someone is still apologising...

Who is she apologising to?
Whoever it is should've forgiven her by now.
She shouldn't be apologising again, and again, and again...

I start feeling irritated by the fact that this person is not forgiving her.

All mistakes should be forgiven.
There's no mistake that can't be fixed.
She just has to be careful the next time.

Yet, she continues to apologise...

Did she do something so terrible that it can't be fixed?

I don't know what she did, but if she did something irreversible, then she should be forgiven all the more.
No matter how much she apologises, nothing will change.

However, she continues to apoloogise with a pathetic voice...

Hey, whoever is being apologised to...
Just go ahead and forgive her, will you?

She sounds so miserable... Don't you know?

"Keiichi, we're almost there. Wake up"
I finally wake up as my dad pokes me.
The train has finally reached the last stop.

We changed over several trains for a few hours.
The view I see outside the window makes me forget that I'm still in the same country,
and the same time period...

We're still not there yet. We will be riding the car in the mountains for a while.

As we drove through the deep forest...

We're finally here at our home, Hinamizawa.

(To be continued...)

When The Cicadas Cry: Prologue

Onikakushi -opening-

Welcome to the world of "HIGURASHI When They Cry". Let's begin with the opening scenario, "Onikakushi".
Please lay back and enjoy your stay at Hinamizawa.

 Prologue

(Early summer of the 58th year in the Shouwa era (AD: 1983)

If I was going to be betrayed...

It would've been better to get physically torn apart.

I trusted her.

No... I do trust her.

I trust her even now.

But... I'm actually smelling a rat.
The only reason I trust her is because I don't want to admit the truth.
I force myself to believe her...
But I'm sick and tired of this emotion...
More tears flow out of my eyes and soak my face.

My mechanical movements stop and the room is filled with silence.

All I can hear is the cry of the Higurashi*.

But...
I feel like I can still hear her...

...That can't be right.
She has stopped saying it a while ago.

I'm the only one crying.

She didn't even cry.

When she was repeating those words, she had no expression or emotion on her face.
If she doesn't have any tears to shed, neither do I.
I shouldn't have to cry for her.

But how come it hurts so much and I can't stop crying? How come?

I still haven't torn it up, ...because I want to believe.

Hey, isn't that enough?

From inside me, a voice gently pipes up...

You've grieved enough.

...And over and over, I wonder whether I should just throw away my grieving heart.

Even so... I've stubbornly refused to abandon it.

If I only would... it would ease my mind...

Surely I'm the only one who understands the bitter hardships, who can be thanked for them.

Hey you.
...You've done enough.
....You've accepted it.

Therefore,
...shouldn't you put youself at ease...?

Besides...... I'm not throwing it away.
I'm going to set it here, with her.

Like an offering of flowers.

Now...
Your mind is very relaxed...

Your right arm has gone heavy...
Try your best to raise it.

With one wave, you'll forget all this.

I was cheered by your kindness.

I was cheered by your lovely smile.

I loved to pat your head.

I loved your bashful ways.

Since this is the end,

Since I'll forget all this with one more swing,

I'll give to you, .........my first,

and last, bouquet.

Could it be, ...that what I loved,

............................was you?

(Prologue: End)

To be continued....


Higurashi: Cicadas

7th Rose

The magic flute plays the notes of death, bewildering mankind.
- 7th Rose, D 

Ahhhh! My very first blog post! It's hard to even write what I want without making it seem weird. Well maybe first I can tell you all what you'll be seeing in this blog. It'll be a place where I'll be showing my inner thoughts and passions. I'll be publishing some of my writing (I love to write stories!), showing off some of my drawings and express to you all my love for foreign music and theatre. 

Now, the majority of people know Gangnam Style by the Korean artist PSY right? Well, let me just tell you that it doesn't end with that song! Only someone like me can hope that K-Pop groups like U-Kiss and Super Junior make it to international radio. But I'm not going to talk about them currently. 

A few years ago, I discovered a complete unique style of music that is actually produced in Japan. It goes by the name of Visual Kei. So rather than dressing....whatever's normal for an average band, they actually go over the top with make-up, hairstyles and costumes. Some people are even willing to cross dress to create an effect for the style. Honestly though, 97% of visual kei bands are made up of males and so it can be really surprising to see some of them dress so well they get mistaken for girls. A LOT....