Unfading Memories

Good day, everyone! ☺

I was browsing videos in youtube and I accidentally clicked this one. I was about to exit until I heard the first few seconds and it made me listen down to the last note.

An urge to come up with a plot inspired by this music, instantaneously emerged within me. I decided to make a one-shot story that will mostly focus on the ancient timeline. Also, I am not totally familiar with Japan's history that is why some details may not be congruent with the actual information.

I hope you like it! 😊

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The moon emanates an aesthetic glow that enveloped the area.

The lake embodies a crystal-clear hue that calms one's physical self.

The wind whistles words that touches every heart's core.

An attractive woman appears to be standing by the tree.

Her hair is as pink as the Cherry Blossom and eyes as beauteous as a gem.

A smile that touches his soul's every deepest corners.

A dream that constantly occured each night as the man laid himself to sleep.

He pondered as to why it continuously appeared.

Yet, his curiousity vanished and began admiring the woman in his dreams.

It did not took long before he realized his affection towards her.

He fell in love with the woman who can never be his.

Still, his persistence drove him to steadily visit the spot where his dream surfaced and patiently waited despite the countless shift of seasons.

Then, on a bright evening, the Imperial Princess snuck out of the palace and dressed as a commoner in order to roam around the area.

Her feet gradually moved towards the blue lake and marveled at its beauty as she stood beside the Cherry Blossom tree.

She instantaneously turned as soon as she heard footsteps from the man who is currently standing behind her. The wind slowly blew her pink hair however, her emerald orbs did not leave his figure. A smile emerged on her facade as she stepped towards his direction and introduced herself.

Nevertheless, the woman did not state her true identity as not to shift the man's treatment towards her.

The two started conversing pertaining to a wide array of topics. They talked, laughed, and teased each other without noticing how late the night was.

Obviously, she had to bid goodbye but promised to return the next night, at the same spot, on a similar hour.

The two met and their interaction became more intact as they spent each night under the tree. They never got bored of each other's company and desired how they could control time in order to bond longer than usual.

Evidently, the woman fell in love with the man.

His refined visage did not became the source of her affection.

It was the aroma of his heart that led her in that situation.

Finally, the woman chose to convey her feelings this night and as soon as she appeared at her destination, an empty presence welcomed her.