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Wind whipped past me, stinging my eyes.
The bright lights swirled and danced all around us, but I paid them no mind.
I continued to walk forward purposefully, gripping the small, warm hand in mine tightly, feeling as if I never wanted to let go. I felt my dear son squeeze back as we travelled the distance between worlds.
Memories were swirling in my mind, mimicking the disorientating scenery around us as I recalled all that had happened. It was almost hard to believe they were all real events. It felt so dreamlike, and I hardly believed I was heading homeward once more. I half expected to step out of the portal and finding ourselves once again in the cool, boisterous household of Leonardo's family. I was glad to once again be heading for my homeland, but the separation was already aching within me. Oh yes. I will miss you greatly Leonardo.
I will miss them all. They were as close to a true family as I could have, and I could only hope that they perceived me the same way. I love them all.
The portal flashed, a sudden bright light blinding me for a moment before I felt my feet step out from the soft nothingness and onto the rough, gravelled road.
There was a crackle and the portal behind me melted inwards on itself, leaving nothing in its wake but a faint shimmer in the air.
I turned, staring at the spot where the dimensional door had vanished, but there was nothing to see but the sprawling scenery around us.
The sun was lowering, but the sky was still a fresh, azure blue. Thin, wispy clouds moved slowly above us, caught in the seasonal winds. I closed my eyes, breathing deeply the scent of grass that had baked warm in the sun during the day, the downtrodden earth of the road, the faint traces of the leaves in their trees and the even fainter, far-off smell of hearth-fires being started for the evening meal.
I opened my eyes, listening to the untroubled twitter of birds in the long grass. The fields spanned before me, curving and sloping in ways I was so familiar with, the well-used road cutting a line forward to where the land rose, forming mountains ahead of me. I could just make out the humble roofs of the village of my birth, and the birth of my son. Faint smoke trails could be seen rising into the air of approaching evening.
Jotaro tugged on my sleeve, waking me from my musings.
"Come on Uncle! Mother and Father must be so worried about me! We must let them know I'm alright!" he said anxiously.
I smiled down at him, giving a nod. "You are right. Let us go."
He returned my nod, letting go of my hand as he ran ahead of me, turning to make sure I followed.
"Hurry Usagi-san! Hurry!"
I gave a soft laugh as I followed, the gentle breeze tugging at my kimono and tousling my ears. "Do not worry Jotaro-kun. I am coming."
I watched the figure of my son, my darling child, as he eagerly ran up the road towards our village, to where the figure of my dear Mariko was most likely waiting anxiously for his safe return.
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