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Here the silent furrows of heaven's field - there the streaming waters of the gods - between the bridge that passes both, immortal.
The room was even more beautiful with the light of the moon pouring in from rice paper doors that were slid open to reveal the extravagant courtyard that lay between the pavilions and hugged the river that looped it's way through the mountain before widening into the small lake that the estate was built around.
The dragon was lounging before the opened doors, watching the sky that was all at once shining and dark and endless -and Chihiro watched him from her place contented curled beneath mounds of blankets and pillows.
"You have awakened." his voice was soft and quiet as he spoke, but he showed no hint of movement -content to merely gaze out at the world around him.
Chihiro moved slowly, feeling almost content, -but wary as she stood and walked toward him -running hands through her sleep-tousled hair. "I feel like I've slept for days."
"Time is inconsequential here. Here is the forever night -the world without sun- time passes differently in the glassy waters of the river head."
Confused, she looked at him -trying to understand what the dragon could mean by that. "But, the river head is there." she told him, pointing at what was obviously before them.
His laughter was quiet -amused, and he lifted a paw to point at the small lake as well. "We are there." he told her, gesturing to the small shrine she could see submerged in the clear waters, the red lacquer of it's roof shimmering in the moonlight. "That is what exists in the mortal world. We are here, but there."
She paused for a moment, considering his words. "Makes since," she conceded. "I'm not going to try and figure out why that makes sense, though."
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