A Gō Match Lost In Time

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Dear Kumichika,

I will never stop and stare directly into the sun. To do so everything and everyone would disappear. So would I. As time passes; that vision seems to warp into reality. The actions of every person is one worldly cycle and thought is true judgement of ones true self. Everything is connected. Like the pieces of a Go board.

You never notice until its over and gone.

"Your win, Lady Junko. Your Go tactics have improved."

I forgot to tell you I met with Kisuke today. Yes, the one shaggy hair.

"You loose a battle but you are never defeated, Kisuke." I grinned.

He laughed "You got that right."

"On defeat, you will have to give this box to Lady Yoruichi. Opening without the proper chant would mean certain death." I handed out an old wooden box with the shihoin crest on the lid.

"Where do you get all the noble house antiques?"

"My grand fathers mansion of mechanical madness has all kinds of forgotten treasures laying about." I foretold putting the board away. Do you remember when we were little children; Grandfather made toys for us. So that we would leave him alone. He isn't that fond of children but besides that he always smiled when we played with the toys.

"Good luck with your wedding ceremony on Friday. Farewell!" He grabbed the box and left through the shoji door.

Anxiety grew inside me. It was just like him to remind me of that. Oh, Kami!

Kumichika, I know you will always be with me. Although not on my wedding day.

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