A red Sakura blossom
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The red petals danced through the wind. The man's cruel eyes gazed at one figure he never thought he would see again. The woman danced with grace that only she can have. A chaotic harmony of grace and terror as crimson as blood. The Sakura were splattered in blood but only she could make it so beautiful. He felt rivers falling down from his cold and tattooed face. The melody that can only be sung by her and the memories of being once human filled his mind.
"You.."
She said. She gazed back at him and glared as bittersweet memories flooded both their eyes . A bitter anger and affection flooded the air even after a millennium.
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