The First Day of Spring  Spring had come to Gensokyo, and nobody
cared.  Of course, this could be easily forgiven, as it was in
the wee hours of the morning, and most of the mystical country's
denizens were either hours from awakening or just getting to
bed. A shame too. For as far as mornings went, it was a
beautiful one. The sun was just beginning to peek over the tips
of the mountain range, illuminating miles of dewy fields and
sleepy forests. The buds of the first flowers of the year began
to open in response to the sun's rays. A low mist hovered over
the ground to billow over the lakes, enjoying its last few
moments of dominance before the sun banished it entirely. In the
forest, birds began to flit from tree to tree, singing their
greetings to one another.  However, everyone else couldn't care
less. Beyond the birds and the flowers, the various inhabitants
of Gensokyo were asleep and planning on remaining that way for
the foreseeable future. Everyone that was, except one.   Lily
White literally exploded