<span style=”font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 15px; font-size: 11px; background-color: #dce9f7;”>Except one thing was strange about the scene, something that couldn’t be seen from the naked eye, or viewed from outside of the situation. The temperature dropped quickly, like the…[Read more]
“Yes. Here.” Fang held the crisp envelope out to her, and Ms. Vine watched him for a long while with blue-green eyes. “Can’t you just tell me? Save me the damned suspense?” Fang didn’t say anything, nor did his gaze waver. Finally Ms. Vine tugged the letter from his hands, grabbed a engraved letter opener, and slit the mouth of the white folded…[Read more]
“It is a pleasure, once more, if you are to help my village.” Hana smiled sweetly. “Please, let us go to my residence.” Hana slipped her sandals just as quickly as she slipped them off, stepping down. She took a few moments to look up at the house, it’s straw roof fluttering in the breeze ever so slightly. “…Then, this house was empty.” She said…[Read more]
Kon. Blue, or Onyomi. The latter seemed most likely. Looking around the village, she straightened her kimono before moving briskly toward the guest house to take off her sandals, and rap gently against the wood part of the sliding doors. “Miss. Kukuri? Do you mind me calling you by your first name? I understand it is intimate, but ‘Kukuri, the…[Read more]
Hana is wearing a new silk kimono. One that makes her smile and fiddle with it. Unusually, out of the Japanese’s custom of tying her hair back and out of her face, she has left it down as a dark waterfall to her waist, and with the kimono’s dark colors it may strangely remind someone of Eiko…Not the world bearer, but the world seeker. “Seeker”.…[Read more]
“The pleasure is mine, honestly, if you can bring my village back together.” She bowed lowly, moving back to the Genkan and sliding her sandals back on as she noticed the girl seemed aloof. Of course, as most of the time Hana noted, this woman did not show much true emotion at all. “I’ll allow you to settle in,” She said, wishing she knew what the…[Read more]
One of the children of the village—-Sachi, noticed the fox coming down the hill, but did not alert the other children as she might have normally. Why were there so many visitors—strange animals and humans alike lately? These people were not the first. She knew monks had come too, able to sense their presence from a distance. The presence…[Read more]
Hana clapped her hands together, seemingly pleased. “This is good! Even if you are to betray us, as you are no true member of the village not much harm will come if you do not return.” Her head tilted slightly, her smile reamaining. “Shall you leave tomorrow? I am certain you must be weary from your travels…Come, one of the houses is vacant–we…[Read more]
“We send them to other villages—larger cities and towns, and hope they may return with a monk as we so prayed. They do not return, sadly, and as of late those who speak of leaving us to go fetch a priestess or sacred warrior go missing at at night.” Hana sighed slightly, “Yui-Sobo believes they have grown weary of how this village thrives, but…[Read more]
Hana turned her face being shadowed in from the light emitting behind her. “It is nearly mid-day. We have sent for monks and priests, but all that have gone have never returned.” She stepped toward Kukuri, her face blank for the most part. “Besides, as Yui-Sobo said earlier, we have no room for you here.” Slowly she sank to her knees, letting her…[Read more]
The noises of the children playing once more filled the air. Not much phazed them, after all, children that had their sisters stolen away by the bandits or brothers taken by diseases. Hana stood to move over to the opening of the sliding door, watching them play with what looked like stones. Sachi was among them. “Sachi was out late with the…[Read more]
One of the women tending to the rice crop, Chiyo, looked up at the visitor from under her straw hat. Chiyo’s eyes widened and she stepped back fiercely. “M-Man!” She dropped the tool for the mud into the water, stepping over the few rows toward Shin. “You cannot be here, you must go.” She said frantically.
Hana looked into her tea as if it held the secrets of this world. It did not seem as though anyone knew of the girl passing around Omamori, or even that there was another world ever. “…It is an unfortunate event for the men of our village, yes. But I cannot say I pity those who have been absent here. One of the women–a single mother with a…[Read more]
Hana reached for her tea, taking a good long slip as she looked up. “Our men are quite unfortunate in this village. All have either fallen ill or have went missing. All the healthy are thin or old.” Her dark eyes flicked up to her over the cup of tea. “Of course, who is to say that we need the men? Let them run. The women here have prospered on th…[Read more]
“What a pretty name you have, yes,” She nodded, reaching for one of the cup’s of tea, and planting the other cup before the mystery girl. The scent of green tea filled the room. “Miss. Yaogatami, is everything alright?” Her eyes scanned Kukuri again, biting her lip gently.
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