Just a slight summary on how Tōshirō Hitsugaya dreamt about Hyourinmarou. Got it from an old Shōnen Magazine.
I dream of an icy field…
The ice has presence…
I feel it…
I hear a voice…
It echoes…
It crushes…
It envelops…
It rumbles in the distance like thunder…
…like a flower touching my palm…
"Death on the ice field".
I hear a voice…
It's far away…
Nearby…
It rumbles…
Seeking a place to belong. I decided to go forward…
…even if it means I have to die on this icy field.
This is my first try, so please be easy on the reviews. Thanks.