As I've managed to complete another work, this is now officially a series! Yay! You have Mahotuskai No Yome to thank for that, I needed some sort of way to distract me from the distress the series causes me, and what better way to do so than to inflict distress onto the characters I'm working with?

Thank you for keep on with me and I really hope you like this one!


Songs of the Past

Third Verse - Lost Miko


"And just like that I appeared back in my home and found that the well had closed... I didn't even get to say goodbye."

Her hand went up to clear her face of tears. This wasn't the first time she had told this story, however, she had always put on a brave face in front of her family, not wishing to weight on them more than she already had for three years. Now tough, before this kind stranger's understanding eyes she felt safe enough not only to tell a story that to most would be fantastical but to allow herself to feel the sorrow it brought to her in fully.

Susan, sitting in front of her, hummed comprehensively before setting her teacup down and reaching to put a comforting hand on the woman's.

"I know exactly what you mean. Not being able to say goodbye, to make amends, it's perhaps even more painful than the loss on itself"

Kagome lifted her head and looked at her with something akin to wonder, as well as confusion, in her face.

"So you do actually believe men? When I talk about time travel and youkai and... Don't you think that perhaps I am making this all up? Perhaps not even consciously but that it's all in my head?"

The elder's gaze took upon a pained quality and at the same time, it hardened in outrage.

"Well, you do have the scars to prove it and the experiences that come from your time in the Warring States Era, do you not? Why would you even doubt yourself? Not only I believe you, I also think that there is no way you could have made this all up with that amount of detail." Her eyes dropped down for a moment before she lifted them back to Kagome's, with the pain drowning out her recent ire. "How you deal with your loss it's entirely out to you, but whatever you do now, wherever you go on from her please heed my counsel: never, for whatever cause dare doubt that it was all real, that you really lived through the greatest adventure of your life."

The Miko nodded carefully at the forceful declaration, taking a moment to silently let it sink in before making a statement that hid a question with soft, hesitant voice.

"You seem to speak from experience."

The laugh that filled the room was so light and full of life that it was hard to think that it was an eighty-something-years-old woman it's master. For a second Kagome thought that perhaps she was in the presence of one of this continent's youkai despite her lack of youki, yet that thought vanished when the woman spoke again.

"Oh dear, let me tell you an old story about a lion, a witch, and a wardrobe..."