ʀɪʟᴇʏ ʜᴀꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴍᴏᴠᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ɴᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴡɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇꜱ ᴀ ꜱᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴛᴏ, ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴍᴇᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʟᴇɴᴛʏ ᴏꜰ ɴᴇᴡ ᴇxᴘᴇʀɪᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ ᴡᴀɪᴛɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ʜᴇʀ. ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ꜱʟᴏᴡʟʏ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴜꜱᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ꜱᴜʀʀᴏᴜɴᴅɪɴɢꜱ, ꜰɪɢᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ꜱʜᴇ ꜰɪᴛꜱ ɪɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴꜱ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ꜱʜᴜᴊɪ ɪꜱʜɪɪ-ᴘᴇᴛᴇʀꜱ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀᴛ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱ ᴘᴀᴛʜꜱ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ɴᴏᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ, ꜱʟᴏᴡʟʏ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟɪᴀʀ ꜰᴀᴄᴇꜱ ɪɴ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ'ꜱ ʟɪᴠᴇꜱ. ᴀ ꜰᴇᴡ ᴄᴏɴᴠᴇʀꜱᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴛᴜʀɴ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴍᴏʀᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ʟᴏɴɢ, ʀɪʟᴇʏ ꜰɪɴᴅꜱ ʜᴇʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ᴡᴀɴᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʜɪᴍ. ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ᴍᴏᴠɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴀꜱɴ'ᴛ ꜱᴜᴄʜ ᴀ ʙᴀᴅ ɪᴅᴇᴀ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴀʟʟ.

"So you guys are dating?" Asked Dalia right as we got ready to leave . Feeling Ash's hand rest on the small of my back i go log. "Yeah," i feel Ash dragging me out of the bar knowing what he said will not go unnoticed by me "Since when?!? Yes we talked about it but i don't remember asking you Asher" ripping myself off his side "Well too late to back out daisy"

ASHES OF KYOTO - 京都の灰 Kyoto. An era where samurai rule the streets, ninja clans operate from the shadows, and ancient secrets refuse to stay buried. Kaze Sōne escaped the life chosen for her. Born into the Sōne clan, she was raised to become a weapon. Instead, she chose another life-a life as a geiko, far away from bloodshed, missions, and the clan that raised her. With her husband, Kenji Taketsuna, she finally believes she has found peace. Then the dreams begin. A stranger's voice. A dying man. A mark beneath her skin that she cannot explain. And somewhere beneath Kyoto, an ancient Scroll begins to awaken. The Scroll has chosen Kaze. And with that choice comes a decision that has destroyed lives for generations: Revenge. Or Balance. One could turn Kyoto against itself. The other will take her soul. As the Sōne clan closes in and the line between memory and reality begins to disappear, Kaze must uncover the truth behind the Scroll-and the forgotten souls trapped within it. Because the most dangerous thing about the past... is that it remembers you.