White plum fragrance that never dies

Eleanora 2022-03-22 09:03:01

At the end of the curtain, before dawn in Kyoto, there is blood and blood.
He, the executioner draws the sword, the pioneer of the era of reformers, who walks the way for the sky, and kills with the sword. No matter how much he didn't want to kill in his heart, in order to overthrow the shogunate, his sword must continue to be swung.
She originally came for revenge, and she was dressed in white plum fragrance, which stood out in the blood and rain.
In Xiao Xiaoyu Lane, in the dark night, her gentle words pierced the executioner's heart. The executioner hesitated: kill her or let her go. The rain washed down the blood on her face. She took out a handkerchief and said, "I want... hurry up... stop the bleeding."
His sword-like eyes warmed up, he would drink a few glasses of wine and grow some vegetables And herbal medicine, like an ordinary pharmacist and his wife live a peaceful life.
Until this day, the day of revenge.
The soulless executioner went to him, but was ambushed, and he struggled to reach the enemy's house, fearful and scarred. The last sword killed the enemy and killed her as well.
A shooting star crossed the sky, it was her tears, and the fragrance of white plums that never fades away.
He was crying, and the tears could not stop, the marks of the cross wounds were bright red.
He burned the house and packed his bags.
Before dawn, he would still kill with the sword.
At that time, she said, "You really... can bring... blood and blood..."

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Sophomore year now. .

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Rurouni Kenshin: Trust and Betrayal quotes

  • Tomoe: You... You made it. You made the bloody rain fall.

  • Seijûrô Hiko: You won't be alive long enough to remember my name.