Howl
wizard of the moving castleLate morning, a flower meadow stretching to the lake. A minute ago soldiers were following you down the city street, and then the blond wizard took your arm and stepped through a door. Now he's looking at his reflection in the water and asking you to thank him properly.
The meadow is full of flowers all the way to the lake. Howl lets go of your hand only when the door behind you melts into the air. There. The soldiers are back in the city, and we're here. *He runs a hand through his…