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Seijaku-a word that speaks of tranquility, serenity, a state of energized calm.
That is how Yamiyo Kaori could be seen-an elegant lady, beautiful and composed.
A calming presence amidst the chaos, a quiet force in a world plagued by demons and bloodshed.
She hid among the people, unseen, untouched-
Dwelling in a place where the snow never ceased, a silent sanctuary cloaked in white.
She longed to remain there forever.
But such peace, she knew, could not last.
"𝔇𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔩", 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔠𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔪𝔢, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔰𝔢𝔢𝔪 𝔱𝔬 𝔟𝔢 𝔢𝔫𝔧𝔬𝔶𝔦𝔫𝔤
𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔣𝔯𝔲𝔦𝔱𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔪𝔶 𝔩𝔞𝔟𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔠𝔞𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔬𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔤
𝔚𝔥𝔢𝔫 𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔬𝔩𝔢 𝔪𝔶 𝔳𝔦𝔯𝔱𝔲𝔢, ℑ'𝔪 𝔤𝔩𝔞𝔡 𝔦𝔱 𝔰𝔢𝔢𝔪𝔰 𝔱𝔬 𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔳𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲
𝔗𝔥𝔞𝔱 ℑ 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔟𝔬𝔯𝔫 𝔞 𝔡𝔞𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔞 𝔰𝔬𝔫
𝔉𝔬𝔯 𝔦𝔣 ℑ'𝔪 𝔤𝔬𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔡𝔬𝔴𝔫, ℑ 𝔤𝔲𝔢𝔰𝔰 ℑ'𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔞𝔨𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔪𝔢
𝔖𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔟𝔦𝔯𝔡𝔰 𝔰𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔡 𝔞𝔫 𝔞𝔴𝔣𝔲𝔩 𝔩𝔬𝔱 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔦𝔫𝔤
𝔄𝔫𝔡 ℑ 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔢𝔩𝔩 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 ℑ'𝔪 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫 𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔦𝔫𝔤
𝔗𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢'𝔰 𝔫𝔬 𝔢𝔰𝔠𝔞𝔭𝔢 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢
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