Sitting on the Bridge I listen to the Sound of the Wind Blowing by me. I wait for the Darkness, everything is just so desolate here. I think while looking at the Aged branches of the Cherry Blossom trees. I admire all the Cracks in the aged branches that show how it has aged. While Noticing a few Blossoms that still linger on the Branches. Just as I hear a familiar Voice in my head. I look and see them watching from a far. As If I can hear their own thoughts. I look again and they've disappeared and I notice a Shadow darting up the bridge Along the Dimly lit path against the Gossamer of the Silken webs in The Moonlight on the Sides of the wooden Railings. And I now sense her behind me. I look up slightly and Smirk, while concealing my face under the Brim of my Straw Hat. "Well You can't kill what's already Dead. Can You?"
They raise a Kunai and stab at me Furiously. I just raise my Right elbow While swinging my Left hand forward as it tangles the Blade, In the Silk of a Kimono. They Quickly draw a sword And violently slash at a pile of clothes on the Ground and next to a straw hat. Just As a huge Cloud of smoke appears and a Ghost vanishes into the night.
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