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A young man sat within a log cabin, apparently entranced by the blizzard swirling outside the three sided shelter. His thick flaming hair tied at his neck and a cross shaped scar on his left cheek are all that reminded him of his past, of that day so many years ago. "Why?" he asked his voice empty and grieved "Why did it have to end this way? Why did you have to die and leave me here Tomoe?" Staring out into the distance he thought he saw a figure, a figure of a young woman; suddenly he heard a voice, soft and tamed 'Where had he heard it before?' suddenly he realized "Tomoe?" he muttered. Smiling down at him she nodded her head; her silky raven hair coming free of its tie in the motion. "Yes," her voice was like heaven; embracing him in warmth and peace he had not felt since her death. "Come my dear, it is time for us to be together again; now rest." With that the young man closed his eyes for the last time, and then he could leave behind all the pain and sorrows. And so was the end of Himura Shinta's life.
A young man sat within a log cabin, apparently entranced by the blizzard swirling outside the three sided shelter. His thick flaming hair tied at his neck and a cross shaped scar on his left cheek are all that reminded him of his past, of that day so many years ago. "Why?" he asked his voice empty and grieved "Why did it have to end this way? Why did you have to die and leave me here Tomoe?" Staring out into the distance he thought he saw a figure, a figure of a young woman; suddenly he heard a voice, soft and tamed 'Where had he heard it before?' suddenly he realized "Tomoe?" he muttered. Smiling down at him she nodded her head; her silky raven hair coming free of its tie in the motion. "Yes," her voice was like heaven; embracing him in warmth and peace he had not felt since her death. "Come my dear, it is time for us to be together again; now rest." With that the young man closed his eyes for the last time, and then he could leave behind all the pain and sorrows. And so was the end of Himura Shinta's life.