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Chapter One
In the center of a music hall in Iwagakure, a woman was playing the shamisen (1). Her beautiful music filled the intimate music hall and she brought a serene emotion to it. The woman's name was Himawari. Kiaede herself was a work of art. She had long flowing blond hair, ocean blue eyes and porcelain skin. She was wearing a purple kimono with splashes of golden flowers on it. As she played her music, every now and then she would sing and, when she did, och ids were thrown at her because her voice sounded like a thousand angels. Tonight, was a very special night, it was her 22nd birthday and a very special group of guests was at the music hall, the Fallen Angel. They were a group of singers (both male and female). They weren't big time but they but village locals called fallen angels because they thought that they sung like gifts from up above and ever since they were in the middle of a War, they wanted the Iwa nin to have beautiful and wholesome entertainment while they recharged their batteries for the next clash. Everyone is the village (and some villages outside of Iwa) adored them and they were looking for another singer.
"Well, here goes nothing." She thought. She started to play her shamisen but she couldn't help but notice this growing feeling of unease..
To Be Continued...
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