Sorry for the delay on this one, there were some technical difficulties. Namely, I went home for Christmas, and yesterday was all spent traveling.
12/23
-----Antebellum
He measures his time in silence, nowadays. There's a certain silence as he kneels before three grave markers, and another silence altogether, embedded in the murmur of tourists and excited children, as he leans his forehead against the cold glass of Tokyo Tower's observation deck.
He no longer hears the Earth, or Wishes, and that is soothing. It is enough—too much—to remember the cold passion in his mind and the burning steel in his hand.
At night he closes his eyes and listens to the two he holds most dear, forever in his heart, forever unspeaking. Kotori. Kamui.