A short, not entirely happy story that even so manages to offer an uplifting message by the end. It's about Hakkai and self imposed punishments that are not really punishments - he scrubs the floor with a nailbrish and it takes him a day, he washes both his and Gojyo's clothes by hand until his fingers are wrinkly, he takes the long way round and does everything as best as he can, just because he is alive and is able to. Gojyo watches and it takes him a while to understand, and he doesn't offer to help at fort because he doesn't want to and then because he does but guesses that Hakkai needs to do it by himself.
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Date: 2006-03-24 12:38 pm (UTC)