he paces. it has been weeks since his last visit by any of his kodama and the man is restless; he knows patience as something he must endure.
the murder overhead draws a curious glance, and as the crows settle they continue their cries. have they found something?
moving steadily through the darkwood, kikyō faces a figure bent over the green, as if in supplication, and he wishes it were one of his men.
the murder overhead draws a curious glance, and as the crows settle they continue their cries. have they found something?
moving steadily through the darkwood, kikyō faces a figure bent over the green, as if in supplication, and he wishes it were one of his men.
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RE: 緑 - by Kikyo - April 01, 2025, 04:04 PM