《Eraw : The secret raven》You... 7.1
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You... 7
The dawn of the first day in autumn A thin figure of a young man walked through a hall he knew well. The wooden sword of his body was no longer there. He blew his mouth to chase the cold air, creating a fume. The green eyes of the sea looked at the blue-violet sky and the stars in the sky with excited eyes. And finally, both feet led him to stop in front of the Buddha image he had seen a year ago. In front of him, the figure of a white-skinned woman stood there.
“Temma,” he looked at the beautiful figure that turned towards him with a smile, along with a long katana sword in a dark purple sheath, beautifully engraved with a black flower pattern. The golden grat on the rope, dark from a long time ago, “It is yours. Bring this and show yourself to Tensu Tengu. And you will understand yourself I have sent a letter to tell Lord Tengu first that you will go to him in the morning of today. ”Temma received the long sword before he drew the blade and obtained the black blade. Saw the rust that had devoured the blade until it was not sharp On the leaf, there were floating words that he had not read, because the sword itself was damaged so much. He looked at his master's face with no confidence.
“It may seem worthless, but I command you to keep it with you and take care of it better than your life. Do you understand? " But can you tell me what you and others see? And is that thing about Tsunase's paradise? ”Yoruhime went silent.
“You will receive a word from Tensu Tengu yourself. When the time comes, I leave you to tell him about my nostalgia. Alright, you have to go. This door can be opened from here for some time before the sun rises above the horizon. And in every season there will be only one day And the person who can open this path must also be the messenger in charge of this monastery. ”After that, she moved her hand forward. This causes the old wooden floors to slowly slide apart, revealing a deeper path. The youth went down further and further. Stop, turn back to the other person
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“Is this way far or not?” The princess who looked from above smiled at him. “Any way is near, it's up to you how you look at it. Goodbye Temma.” Come back to merge as one again Resulting in a silence that replaces Temma looked at the sampara on his back, the sword beside him, closed his eyes, inhaled until it filled his lungs, and then walked forward.
The farther you walk The path that stretches deeper is gradually darkening and narrowing. But that didn't frighten him, he was determined to keep going until the high side was so dark that he couldn't see anything else. And when he found that his surroundings disappeared as if it had never existed Temma took many deep breaths with nervousness before going forward, and therefore fell into the cold with no sign of ending.
So long that he doesn't know how much time has passed. And finally, he fell, hitting the ground so badly that he had to bend himself. After recovering his senses, he was able to examine his surroundings and found that No more, the road is narrow, dark. The yellow-green grass field stood and fell, Nelanad was not on the way. The sky, the clouds, and the rain that he knows well. Far away is a shabby old village next to a rice field as far as the eye can see.
Unknowingly, his large back had become smaller than eight years of age. Both small hands brushed off the field of everything. The wind of the grass that was blowing in was more intense. Not far away, Temma could see the tall figure of two people slashing another small child. The tall man laughed and waved at the little boy. The young lady, slightly shorter than the man next to him, smiled at him no different. A little girl ran around to catch the dragonflies.
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“Father… Mother… Yuka,” the boy cried in a trembling voice. The little figure ran as hard as he could to run towards the crowd. "Temma You don't have to be in a hurry. We will always wait for you here. ”The father watched the boy who ran to hug him hard. The boy could not hold back his tears, sobbing loudly.
"Father, Mother, I miss you so much ... Please don't leave me again… I'm so lonely. ”The light touch that gently caressed his head made him cry even more. Don't cry, smile and we'll be happiest. You came back to crying like a child again. What day did you tell me that you would smile forever from now on? ”The boy felt like his body grew even smaller. His heart stopped as he looked up. Saw the eyes of love and affection that were woven out until he could feel
"Yes, I won't cry anymore because you guys won't leave me anymore, will you?" Said the boy wiping away his tears with a smile. Before asking the other party to carry him up Until the father had to shake his head, but he carried the other on his shoulders anyway. "You are younger than Yuka. She was four years younger than you. Also began to run outside to find the animal.
"Alright, let's go back. It is already dark, ”said the father, before the four walked away into the village in a happy atmosphere. Far away, on the wooden fence, the figure of a black crow appeared, a red gaze of red eyes stared at the four figures, tilting its neck back and forth. Rumbling loudly, flying away
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