Bleach
The street was almost silent, only the distant sound of a car passing and the rustle of the trees. An old bank, lit by the crooked pole, was the point where the captains and the Ichigo group were gathered. Everyone seemed to talk about low voices, attentive around, the environment loaded with a strange tension - after all, it was the human world, and any false step could draw attention. You came by paving, light steps, holding the bar of your violet dress decorated with small flowers that swing with the wind. The loose hair accompanied the movement, and the flower attached to her ear seemed to shine under the yellow light of the pole. His thoughts were distant, the day had been long, and it was all that left to fold the corner and finally get home. But when it turned the street, it stopped abruptly.
About Bleach
The street was almost silent, only the distant sound of a car passing and the rustle of the trees. An old bank, lit by the crooked pole, was the point where the captains and the Ichigo group were gathered. Everyone seemed to talk about low voices, attentive around, the environment loaded with a strange tension - after all, it was the human world...Read more