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The sun is about to rise...


It’s been a while guys. For those who don’t think so, I’m going to pretend it’s because you think about me daily and have imaginary conversations full of wit and laughter and we walk around in a field of flowers, and not because you don’t miss me at all.

For those wondering what the heck happened to Moon and her avid reviewing habit, I swear at first I was worse than an alcoholic at happy hour, just reviewing anything I could get my hands on, *sigh*good times. Moon ran out of words for a while. No joke.  How the heck can that happen anyway? I mean just open up a dictionary and take your pick of words. Turns out that in order for them to make sense the words have to go together and form sentences, coherent sentences. Not like when I stub my toe with the door and all that comes out is profanities and rude hand gestures towards the door, that’s pretty self explanatory. Online it didn’t work that way, I mean I could still make hand gestures but you couldn't see them. I could have narrated it but it wouldn’t have been the same. Also, and this is probably the most important part, the fire for reviewing and reading so much was slowly dissipating . That with the no words = Moon’s absence.
It’s not back, the words I mean. But I have learned the less I try and force them the more willingly they come. Heh that should be on a bumper sticker for kidnappers everywhere. ..Wow that was bad.


I never know how to start my rant/reviews lately. So, I’m going to do it like I start everything else, randomly.


“The sun is about to rise…”

Taiyou no Uta, also known as, A Song to the Sun, is a sad and pretty story about sixteen year old Kaoru, who because of a disease can never be out in the sun. Living all her life in darkness and watching the  sun light from afar, she longs for the warmth only the sun can give. The only thing that gives her some sort of happiness is the few hours at night she gets her guitar and goes to sing in the street.  One day through her window she sees a boy who emit’s a brightness and warmth that she can’t help but be drawn to. All she wants is just to meet him, knowing that’s he can’t.  All she needs is a chance meeting.. Just one.

For it being a oneshot it moves at a reasonable pace, except for the whole falling in love thing so fast, that always stumps me.
Kaoru just wants to be like everyone else. Because of her disease, her environment  is limited to being indoors away from sunlight. She yearns for the part of life we take for granted, the beauty of daylight.
Koji, who you can't help but like for his sweet smile is a nice addition to this manga. We get to know him a little bit and we see in such a short time the potential he has for growth as a character.
There are very few characters in this one, centering around mainly her close family.
We have actual parents in this one. Parents who are usually a figment of imagination in manga, are present and not in the annoying way they are usually represented in other works or to make the main people’s live miserable. They are caring and nice and actually say more than two sentences.

Art, was pretty but average. There wasn’t anything memorable about it and that didn’t necessarily take away from the story. I’d be lying if I said that art more “dreamy” looking would have suited it better but it was  art versus a nostalgic one. Which made sense in the way that the art went along with the personality of Kaoru all the way through. She was like the sun. Her smile lit up the page.


The story of Kaoru and Koji’s story is a very short one. I felt it was too short, Kenjo could have milked this cow for at least one more volume. Maybe it’s me just wanting to read a little bit more of this romance, that ended too soon.  Or maybe it was me hoping that they took their time in developing some kind of relationship instead of jumping ships and all. Other than my problem with  the pace of relationships it was a
 The disease itself is an interesting premise, for me anyway, gives it a little something extra.


It was a sweet story with an ending fitting of it. You have to appreciate things for what they are, and move on when you can’t. The ending was warm.

“I suppose our time, will never coincide with one another’s”


Rating:
7.5/10

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