【𝓞𝓫𝓪𝓷𝓪𝓲】

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Word Count - 679
Obticeō - Published 09/15/20

Obticeō: I am silent.
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Delicate traces of moonlight danced along the exposed entirety of the engawa, a heavenly glowing of white stretching along the wooden boards. Peeking through the thick shroud of grey clouds, its radiance poured over the land, accompanied with the few glittering stars still visible.

A quiet summer breeze flitted through the air, rustling the blossoming violet petals that wept from curved dark branches. The grass tussled and the occasional fluttering petal or leaf graced through the empty yard. A single note, delicately plucked, rang through the silence, filling the emptiness in its entirety.

Another chord, this time strummed forcefully, accompanied the high pitch. The slight wobble that hung to its end dimmed with a gradual decrescendo, lingering as the silence swallowed its noise yet again. The notes curved and twinged, a scatter of an unknown melody piecing itself together.

Working your fingers along the arched instrument, they slid and tested over the strings with an incomparable grace, pulling and pushing at the chords like how the crescented light up above commanded the tides. Only peaceful sounds escaped your fingers, and that was the only noise that pierced through the night.

Sitting straight in seiza over your cherished endowment, your mind strictly remained on hearing the sweet melodies that you played over, not even bothering to glance out upon the beautiful night scenery before you or the slumped figure seated at your right. You dedicated yourself to this leisure pastime, for its endless possibility of sounds calmed the worries swirling throughout your mind.

As long as you could remember, the peculiar sounds of the koto always interested your curious mind, and you couldn't help but crave to feel the strings echoing weakly beneath your careful fingertips. The tunes had always been a bit unregimented and tumultuous at first, but eventually with years of practice the sounds came naturally.

It was often a pride of yours that remained in solitude, playing away merely to entertain yourself, but you became accustomed to the silent company that always seemed to join you at times like these. When the world was slumbering away and you witnessed the lonely wonders that darkness could offer, you both shared these silent moments.

Obanai had been kneeling beside you for what seemed like hours, the quiet and slow tunes filling the yard with forgotten notes, yet they always graced his ears. It was an intimate performance, as if the faintest of chirps from the singing crickets, or the whipping whistle of a harsh gust of wind, or the mumbled utter of a word, would interrupt this sacred sound.

So you both sat, basking in the breathtaking sounds, as it truly had left the man speechless. His heart pulsed to the beat of a delicate tune itself, as the sight and sound of you never ceased to amaze him. It was moments like these, peaceful and safe, that made him forget the terrifying monsters lurking deep into the night, and the past burdens weighing him down now felt featherlight.

Your heavenly tune melted all of that away, lulling his mind to a delicate silence. He loved to watch how your fingers danced along the strings, leaving a musical trail in their wake. The melody sang with a tranquil vibrato, yet the deeply plucked chords echoed long into the night, engraving their heavy tone into his mind.

He was thankful for your sweet-tempered songs, finding himself belonging to a part of something that truly charmed his entire being, as resting beside you was the one thing that allowed him to live on. Settling for a silent expression of gratitude, for he was too afraid to interrupt this moment with useless words, the barricade of bandages framing his face fluttered to a pile along the engawa, and his lips found your cheek.

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Celebrating a special birthday for Iguro Obanai, our favorite serpent Hashira! May he forever hold the adoring feelings for Mitsuri in each and every lifetime.

Happy Birthday Iguro Obanai!
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