Despite the faded color, the purple material that composed the blade of the sword was still solid, as she felt it back and forth. She placed her fingers on the blade, running along it. Despite this, they remain dust free, indicating the fact that someone was at least watching over and making sure the grave remained clean. They had no shine, as if they were never cared for in a long time. The dull purple sword planted on the ground, and the vision that lay before it.īoth were colorless, lifeless, and dull. Most of them didn’t strike her fancy that much.
She looked around, spotting the various memorabilia dotted around the grave. There was nothing about that name, despite seemingly being familiar to her for some reason. But in the end, she was left with more confusion. She rang it around her head, trying to find clues. Why did it ring a bell inside of her? She couldn’t dig out anything, but for some reason that name stuck to her like glue. She stopped in front of the gravestone, reading its contents. Yet, even as he gave her mora, she felt a sense of Deja Vu of some sort. She didn’t intend to spend much, but she appreciated the gesture. He gave her some mora, and she left without much word after that.
Since he was occupied, Aether allowed her to go. Something within her called out, and she suddenly found herself asking him if she could join. Tonight however, when she was told a festival was happening, she felt spurred. She didn’t need one, so she didn’t bother.īut if what Aether meant was that she was someone who was once in this world, that would explain a lot.Īll she felt was a connection to some specific places. They gave a sense of familiarity yet they also seemed like they had no relation to her. Weird and unexplained scenes played in her head, yet she didn’t understand a single one of them. What were these odd feelings she felt at times? Sometimes she would see an object or a scenery, and suddenly odd flashes overtook her senses. Something small seemed to have sparked within her.ĭid she have any connection to him? Aether did not tell her anything, she just woke up and found him alongside another person.Īnd they left it at that. He told her it suited her, and for some reason she found herself feeling different.
She found this outfit somewhat appealing, despite having no prior experience with outfits. Tonight, in her little excursion, she wore a simple blue kimono, decorated with flower patterns and a beautiful hairpin to match. She turned away from the festival, walking over to the grave and kneeling down before it. Aether answered her, but something was still missing. Out of all the graves, why this one? She didn’t know, and she didn’t have any answers. An item used to reminisce and remember about someone long passed. She looked to the side, the very gravestone he had showed her a night or two ago standing there. He was in his room managing household stuff, so she excused herself out and into the land of Inazuma She stood there, excusing herself from her only other contact for the moment. People flocked to the city, the lights visible from across the open ocean as people enjoyed the festivities with various activities and foods.
Just earlier, one of the personnel from the Yashiro commissions had started the festival’s first day.
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She watched as the festival was going in full swing.
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