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A radiant dawn spilt over the horizon, its greeting glow a gold that welcomed the eye and warmed the heart. Its fiery resonance painted the sky in a glorious mesh of orange and pink, as if a thermal blanket of resplendance that crept from behind the houses and hills that lined the streets into Yokohama. The rattle of the horsedrawn carriage and the clap of falling horseshoes had lulled Tasuke to sleep, but it was that sunrise which prompted him to wake from his slumber from the back of the box-style cart. With arms folded, he glanced outside the window and let the warmth splash across his face with a smile while the villagers passed by without memorial.

Aki sat beside him, and Shisuka sat at front, coming toward the seashore where their ride knew halt. He had not even moved at first, hearing the pair of damsels as they exited, instead mesmerized by the solar iris as it rose from beneath the waves and cast diamonds upon the lips of the waters. A dazzling glitter kissed the ocean with stardust which kept Tasuke in its hold until Aki's voice called him to attention. Finally, he pushed open the door to his left and stepped out, his sandals dull in their strike upon the earth. A brisk sea breeze tasting of salt graced his flesh, his hair and his cloth, casting locks and silk to and fro to an aerial command. Taking his swords from the vacant seat, he slung them through his sash and closed the door before turning toward the large house to the carraige's right.

There he met Aki and Shisuka, Aki still of unfurled hair and Shisuka not at loss for a formal pose. She stood with hands upon her lap while Chiaki kept hers at her sides and Shisuka said, "Take a walk around and get to know the place. We may have to fend for ourselves shortly. Come back here when you are hungry." She turned to Aki. "Aki, would you mind helping me make ready?"

A friendly smile spread across her face. "Sure."

Tasuke hid his hands in his haori and broke from their company, much more interested in observing the rising nova that peeked upon the land. The inhabitants were no more acknowledged than before, for as he stepped toward the sands, a light melody caught his ear. Before long he beheld the image of what looked like a fire pixie, with an astral set of wings that flapped betwixt twine of obsidian hair and coated her with Sol's iridescence like an earthly goddess. From her breath proceeded the language of music, a somber and uncertain song that tried to ensare the heart into a bed of melancholy. For a few moments, all he did was gaze upon the back of her visage and listen calmly with a tinge of heartache for the medly. Soon, however, he brought his right hand into his kimono and pulled his own sterling flute from the chest pocket.

Into his masterful hands the metallic musicmaker went as he placed it to his lips and awaited a proper time to join in, his irises still locked upon her figure whilst her hair swept about her curves. Shortly, his own lighter melody snuck in with hers, the two sounds meshed in octave, like a tapestry woven of careful and heartfelt emotion. The sound of the flutes echoed for the moment in sweet symphony, but Tasuke never once moved his eye from her frame.

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Armies lay in waste, their corpses strewn along, an all-too-faint breath of death, a shallow little song.

With my sword I kiss the wicked, and bring them to their knees, with this sword their evil is answered and heaven is well pleased.

Those who spread the tainted seed, who know that they have sinned, will feel the icy steel I swing like a whisper in the wind.