The Dark before the Dawn
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She lay in the dirt and grass, screaming into the evening air.
Tessaiga pulsed softly, it seemed to want to calm her.
"I can't go on… no one… there's no one left."
The wind blew her hair through the dirt, her cheeks burned.
Tessaiga still pulsed, softly and steady.
She felt a presence and sat up, wiping her face.
Turning, a boy came into sight, young and in shock.
"You're… the shrine spirit?"
She was taken by surprise, "Excuse me?"
"I came to pray, I do every day, to you."
She clutched Tessaiga, "Why to me?"
" 'Cause we need you."