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Clarity
Seven years ago.
It had made her a success.
Or it made Fuji Journey a success.
Two things she loved, she named herself.
Fuji for the mountain, for she always loved the sight of that majestic mountain.
It said, home.
And journey, for the countless ones she had been on.
And made going home so enjoyable.
Wasn't a person happiest at home, when they just returned from a journey?
Of course, Kagome loved leaving.
But she loved returning more than anything.
And so she returned to her true home.
She saw her mother.
Her brother.
And even her grandfather.
Her mother understood her, for she also had lost a loved one early on—she was in her late twenties when her husband pasted away.
Her brother tried but failed to understand the less exuberant Kagome. He sometimes saw the old one.
But the "new" one, was a 1000 piece jigsaw puzzle that had lost a few pieces. He just couldn't complete it.
But her grandfather understood—at least Kagome hoped he would have.
He pasted away five years ago of the same disease that took her father.
So she talked to his marker, while signaling him to come and visit her with incense, and because of who he was, with spirit scrolls.
She talked to him for hours.
Sometimes she could swear she heard him sigh when she said she had stopped dreaming.
But then realized it was also a slightly windy day.
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