On Strength

by True Miang

I can't be the only one who sees the resemblance between Legato Bluesummers and Kenshin's Aoshi Shinomori, can I?

On Strength

The diviner glanced at his arm and sighed. "For all your strength, you will not pluck the flower –- "

Legato slammed the table and rose angrily. "Flowers," he spat.

" -– of the title strongest, not as you are now." She peered at him through tired eyes. "He saved you from mediocrity, is that it? And you're loyal. But you were a gifted child; you are gifted now. Strong. Skilled. Turn around before your strength becomes your undoing, as it always has been."

Legato turned, and left, and the explosion's din did not eclipse four soft mocking voices from decades past.