[center][sub][Colour=Tan][h3]太 郎    山 田[/h3][/Colour]
[Colour=Tan][h2]T A R O    Y A M A D A[/h2][/Colour][/sub][/Center]
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In a most serene manner the butterfly with a message landed neatly atop Taro's head. His wide smile turned to a look of curiosity as his gaze couldn't quite match the curvature of his forehead. The sun was rampant, stretching along the floor as if trying to reach Taro's bent leg like a pining child, thankfully he was sat just out of reach, in the cool calm shade. Lowering his new winged friend in a gentle grasp he was notified of the meeting, a cursory glance at where the sun was in the sky, he had time. He rested a pen on the paper and stood from his chamber desk, allowing himself a moment to watch the flutter of his messenger make its way out of the window. 

So strong was the sun's glare the contrast between the hall and it's boundary to the outside world obscured any arrivals. To those inside it must have seemed like the devil himself approached, a strong bright sun blotted from existence by the appearance of one very large silhouetted beast, the warm summer rays snuffed out like candles in his shadow. And yet in walked Taro, his haori settling as the wind struggled to follow him inside with a smile etched across his flat features as if carved in permanently, breaking any tension.

It was a quiet residence. Not many had arrived and those that had were either lost in thought or entertaining themselves. Feeling he should not to usurp the placid tone Taro took his place in the inevitable line-up and mused to himself about the writings he had left unfinished before he was called for. 
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