Gensokyo Diaries I: Keine

After a little while of living here, I haven't been feeling very well. From time to time it comes and it goes, leaving me bedridden wreck in the process. Sometimes, Mokou, my big sister, would be worried but, as always, I shooed her away, explaining it away as a chronic and common cold. Somehow, she seemed to know no such illness existed but then again, it might, but we have no knowledge of such an illness. I've tried many sorts of medicines but they seemed to help to no real avail besides pain my ailments caused me. After awhile, it became apparent that I couldn't do many of the things I liked, including cook. I could read Kaguya stories but, even then, that grew to be tiring. It didn't matter, as she would read them to me.

After some time, I became so bedridden that the only strength I could really muster was only to write this very page. I guess this entry is short today, I just can't write as much anymore.

---- 上白沢　慧音