A knock could be heard at Kimi’s door upon opening a boy a little young than Kimi will greet her. The boy opens a letter and reads it to her. The letter told Kimi to meet Kitsune in the Cave of Wonders and tells her when she gets to the caves just follow the music. Her first lesson in will start today
Souji had told Kitsune to meet him in these caves. Of course she saw no need to go alone; why not kill two birds with one stone. Kitsune wonders how Souji would know if she is here? He did not give her a date; what was does he do, stop by the caves each day to see if she was here? She also wonders if he would recognize her for she has changed a little since they last met. Her hair was long and flat and a blindfold covers her eyes. She was deep in the caverns with no light to illuminate the area. But she did not need her eyes to see not anymore. Well she was going to alert him to her presence and give Kimi something to follow. Kitsune summons an ethereal violin and begins to play. As she plays she sings a song of sorrow; the Requiem of Death. It is a song passed down into her family.
The song is a genjustu that creates a gloom to all who hear it. A grown man would shed streams of tears for its melody. Even she was not immune to her own spell for her own tears fell onto her violin as she plays. The song of one dying, but rather one who has seen death. It was the chant of the immortals; those who cannot die but must witness the death of those close to them and eventually forget them. One can remain alive as long as they ae remember, but when they are forgotten they become truly dead.
Souji had told Kitsune to meet him in these caves. Of course she saw no need to go alone; why not kill two birds with one stone. Kitsune wonders how Souji would know if she is here? He did not give her a date; what was does he do, stop by the caves each day to see if she was here? She also wonders if he would recognize her for she has changed a little since they last met. Her hair was long and flat and a blindfold covers her eyes. She was deep in the caverns with no light to illuminate the area. But she did not need her eyes to see not anymore. Well she was going to alert him to her presence and give Kimi something to follow. Kitsune summons an ethereal violin and begins to play. As she plays she sings a song of sorrow; the Requiem of Death. It is a song passed down into her family.
Remembrance, part of every life
Num'rous regrets, the art of passing time
Not one forgets, spent nights of chasing days
Eternal rest, to witness being erased
To witness being erased
It is seldom seen in this world of now
It is welcome, universe and out
It is seen, only from eyes of thine
Is it free? 'Tis only by invite
Remembrance, part of every life
Num'rous regrets, the art of passing time
Not one forgets, spent nights of chasing days
Eternal rest, to witness being erased
To witness being erased
It is ponderous, willing to know my fate
In its longest lingering while to wait
I can see, memory taken tolls
I'm not ready, ready to let them go
Remembrance, part of every life
Num'rous regrets, the art of passing time
No one forgets, spent nights of chasing days
Eternal rest, to witness being erased
Num'rous regrets, the art of passing time
Not one forgets, spent nights of chasing days
Eternal rest, to witness being erased
To witness being erased
It is seldom seen in this world of now
It is welcome, universe and out
It is seen, only from eyes of thine
Is it free? 'Tis only by invite
Remembrance, part of every life
Num'rous regrets, the art of passing time
Not one forgets, spent nights of chasing days
Eternal rest, to witness being erased
To witness being erased
It is ponderous, willing to know my fate
In its longest lingering while to wait
I can see, memory taken tolls
I'm not ready, ready to let them go
Remembrance, part of every life
Num'rous regrets, the art of passing time
No one forgets, spent nights of chasing days
Eternal rest, to witness being erased
The song is a genjustu that creates a gloom to all who hear it. A grown man would shed streams of tears for its melody. Even she was not immune to her own spell for her own tears fell onto her violin as she plays. The song of one dying, but rather one who has seen death. It was the chant of the immortals; those who cannot die but must witness the death of those close to them and eventually forget them. One can remain alive as long as they ae remember, but when they are forgotten they become truly dead.