灯籠流し TŌRŌ NAGASHI

[tokyodisa]

Who: Everybody!
What: Tokyo Day Seven: lantern floating ceremony
When: Monday, 22/July -- evening
Where: Along the Sumida River
Rating: pretty x2

If you're outside tonight, you may see lights floating along the river that runs through Tokyo.

Upon closer inspection, you'll see that they're thousands of paper lanterns set adrift in small boats. Some of the lanterns are painted in bright, colorful designs, and some have names and messages written on them. Some are plain, but they're just as beautiful. In the wider parts of the river, there are even people rowing boats with oversized lanterns inside of them, mimicking the smaller, floating lanterns.

There are some vendors on the street who can sell you the materials to make your own. Or you can simply watch and enjoy.

[Learn more about the ceremony here and watch videos here. No sections this time, just mingle. :) This is the last Tokyo log -- it'll transform back to the castle grounds at midnight.]

Comments

[wolfchild]

You will. I'm going to watch. [ c: ]

[indirectcause]

Why do you want me to sit and make lanterns if you don't want to make any yourself?

[wolfchild]

To prove the world isn't going to end because you want to do something.

[indirectcause]

I never said it was gonna end, just that really bad things happen when I'm around.

[wolfchild]

[ the girl who's watched every single person she gets attached to die or go is thoroughly unimpressed. ]

Start folding.

[indirectcause]

[She should join their group, she'll fit right in]

Fine, jeez, if it'll get you off my back.

[Folding. Badly]

[wolfchild]

[ good boy, ben. ]

How old are you?

[indirectcause]

[He watches her out of the corner of his eye while he tries to fix the mess the lantern is quickly becoming]

Seventeen. Why?

[wolfchild]

[ she sits down and winds nymeria's leash around her wrist. ]

Because I want to know.

[indirectcause]

[He gives a soft shrug]

Don't see why it's important, is all.

[It's a shitty age to be, not old enough to be treated like an adult, not young enough to be treated like a kid. It's frustrating, even more so in his circumstances back home]

[wolfchild]

It means you're a man-grown. That's important.

1/2

[indirectcause]

[SWEET HOLY MOLEY SOMEONE FINALLY ACKNOWLEDGING HIM AS A MAN. After months of being on the proverbial kids table. After months of being left out of the adult discussions. SOMEONE THINKS HE'S AN ADULT!!!

...Okay so it's a tiny little girl, but he'll take what he can get]

2/2

[indirectcause]

[Oh, wait, he should probably deal with this in a better way than grinning like a psychopath]

Really, huh? There's people I know who would disagree with that.

[wolfchild]

[ she believes it. ] You whine like a child.

[indirectcause]

[And just like that his happy is depleted to nothing. One day, he'll just stop trying to feel any joy at all, then maybe his life will be easier]

...Oh, gee. Thanks for that boost of confidence there.

[wolfchild]

Would you rather I lie?

[indirectcause]

There's ways of saying things to people, is all. You don't have to lie, but you can soften the blow.

[wolfchild]

Why would I do that?

[indirectcause]

...You mean besides because it's nice?

[wolfchild]

The truth is the truth. Only the craven flee from it.

[indirectcause]

What the heck's a craven?

[wolfchild]

Are you japing?

[indirectcause]

[Sorry, Ayra, he's a teenager in the noughties, what is that word even? He'll squint at her in confusion]

I don't...know?

[wolfchild]

[ … ]

Fold.

[indirectcause]

[He gives her a squinting look, before sighing and setting to folding]