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Story 48: Knots
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Rainwater washes away all sense of remembrance, cleansing both this land and the physical body.
Blood coated soles made the journey across the tatami mats, slick dexterous digits tightening around her metal chain, azure eyes weary. Hidden within a shadow's embrace he watches her with liquid eyes, the hard pad of his thumb petting Japanese steal impatiently.
Wind's gusty advances sauntered through the room, illuminated wicks nestles in wax bowels in its wake. "Come," A man who is more boy then anything else gestures the duo forward.
Sparking orbs follow the soft lines of the boy's robes upon stepping closer into the light, exposing her lethal blonde form. The sea's orbs are more hesitant, wearily he shuffles into the circle, yearning for the darkness's comfort all the while.
"Ser-" The white haired boy began but was immediately cut off when the raven haired man raises his katana a fraction.
"No formality," He commands, his velvet tongue serving to caress the words.
The boy bowed his head, the golden projectile which lofty rested at his crown pointed towards the raven haired man with the movement. "My apologized dear Prince, I was misinformed." He pauses, raising his head. "Usagi, Mamoru, face one another."
Shifting her weight Serenity watched Endymion compensate for each of her movements with one of his own, stepping ever closer.
"Because you two will remember each other always-"
Seas penetrated azure, locking tightly around them, meanwhile his muscles contracted, shifting his katana horizontally.
"-you'll never truly lose one another. You'll live and breathe, existing in one another for many millenniums till your decaying corpses no longer exist in this life or the next."
The metal chains of her kusaigama held the steel in a cat's cradle before entrapping it.
"Sadness, grief will forever be heard-"
Endymion's naked hand moved to grip the steel's lusty tip; scarlet drops cascaded down to Serenity's pale digits.
"-but never felt in your eternal bond," Helios bowed his head once again, lifting a velvet pillow he held in his possession.
Without stringing together unnecessary syllables Endymion removed his hand from the hilt, grasping a band of gold which he carefully slipped onto her scarlet coated digit. Following suit Serenity presented him with a simple silver band.
"May your union be a blessed one," The young priest announced before vanishing into a shadow.
Outside, past the shoji screens the heaven's tears cascaded, washing this land free of its old prejudices and hate in hopes that the new dawn would bring peace to the warring planets.