28 partes Concluida When the sun wept and the moon turned its face, a blade was born not of war, but of mourning. It sings only to silence, and strikes only when memory bleeds.
The one who wore the sun could not lift it.
The one who drowned in blood could not find it.
The one who walks without a shadow... he may yet awaken it.
Kagetsume sleeps beneath roots older than names.
And when it opens its eye, demons shall have no refuge.
Giyushino~
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