Tengu's bride | Giyushino [First draft]

[10] ~ Same smile but I prefer yours

I'm not deaddddd, hello I'm back from writers block. It took me awhile to recover. Anyways, while I was on writers block, I've been on holiday to Thailand and binge read many bbrae fanfics. That gave me a bit of idea to continue with this chapter and I've only just finished writing last night while I was on the plane.

I was thinking for a bit and I realised I did not like how the fanfic was written so far. I felt as if I missed a lot of details and some of the directions different scenes went was just so wrong so I decided to make this a first draft and I will be rewriting the fic when I finished the side stories I planned to make (I might end up writing before the side stories) I won't be bothered with editing each chapters anymore.

Also, I forgot to say this but last chapter was supposed to be longer because I just wanted to get Kanae and Shinobu's reunion out of the way quick but I felt like I haven't updated for quite awhile and just felt too pressured to update quickly so I thought I might as well.

I've finished with the new cover~ do you like it? ^^

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"-I wish I could say something else but we need to let them go now. We can't leave this mountain, we can't risk anyone's lives as much as we are now just by thinking of them. Our parents understand that."

"I know I sound very harsh right now but that's all I could say. I'm sorry, Shinobu." Said my big sister, her head hung low as she gripped on to my hands tightly.

My sister's words felt like a slap, stinging and reddening my face.

Although, I already knew that what she said is true, that it is for the best that we have to let our past go.

Our family, our friends, our possessions, our lives that we had. Letting them go is for the best.

The occupants of our village, my apologies- of our old village would be angry and ashamed at the families of the girls who had been sacrificed.

If we ever descend the mountain, it'll be considered a suicidal act and murder for the girl's family.

Me and my sister do not want our family to be in that position. To be pointed at, to be laughed, to be glared, to be blamed for turning our backs on the gods and handing destruction and misfortune to the village on a silver plate.

I couldn't help but let my mind wander to what it could've been. If we were to be born in another village, would we be living without these kinds of worries?

Our mother and Kanae would be tending to our garden, laughing at gossip they heard in town while I would be in our father's office watching as my old man tinkers with medicine for his patients.

We would have meals as a family again, me and my sister would be joining our mother in the kitchen as she prepared every meal, teaching us things that would benefit us if we were to live alone.

At night, I would be holding on to Kanae as we slept like we did when we were younger. Worries won't be overwhelming us as we wake up for the next day, but that could only be a dream.

My dreams will be just dreams.

I wish I could keep dreaming.

My gaze shifted back to the pouch containing plant seeds. Suddenly my thoughts were filled with the picture of a perfect garden, full of fruits and vegetables that will last us forever and flowers that will give off aromatic fragrance that'll calm our bodies every morning. The thought sent shivers down to my toes.