Soft rings from a wind chime emptied the silence in the room, as the four customers were seated before the Witch. The wooden panels beside her had traditional Japanese paintings of butterflies and smoke, and the walls behind her were covered by purple drapery.
The witch sat comfortably on the lounge chair with a slender smoke pipe in her elegant fingers.
"What do you want to know, Kaguya?" Yuuko asked with her eyes closed. The dull wisps of smoke slowly spread across the room intoxicating the sun's rays.
Sakura sat on her knees attentively. The presence of innumerable magical objects around the room made her uncomfortable.
Compared to her, Meilin seemed more at ease. She was in awe with the butterflies and patterns on the drapery, her eyes twinkling with excitement. Even Suki didn't look too comfortable, her face a little stiff with skepticism.
"I'm troubled by these dreams..." Kaguya spoke hesitantly.
"Dreams can be much more than just fragments of imagination." The witch added. Her skin was white like porcelain, and her hair fell straight down her shoulders like dark webs.
"But... I'm not sure if they're dreams... Or memories." There was a certain formality to the way she spoke, like her words were polished with fire and sand before they left her lips.
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Cards of Yesterday
Hayran KurguA continuation of my previous fan fiction, 'Cards of Tomorrow'. Soon after Touya and Yukito's wedding, strange things begin to resurface as a new enemy arrives. Sakura's council of magic speculates that the enemy is looking for a chance to steal he...