its smooth..

.. what is?

.uhm.. the grass, theyre gentle..
*she feels the green field on her back, the ends of her fingertips*
.. arent they a magic, gentle and strong..

theyre just weeds, arent they. i dont think theyre strong. Even barely alive

*humble giggle*
youre so straight, never a dreamer, open your mind, Shiki. Theyve been stepped on for a million times. And look, *took Shiki's palm and rested it on the grass* still green and still a beauty