The short set of flower-buying shots in Dear Brother 10 is so very deft. And stitches together distinct times very well.
More imagination in about four shots than in the whole of some anime episodes I've seen.
The poet they probably shouldn’t have sent. I watch anime and am sometimes accused of reading books. I'm writing a long gay giant robot story in verse—probably this millennium's best yuri mecha epic poem, through lack of competition.
'Now praise those names on tombs of steel engraved | And toll this rotting country’s countless bells.'
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