The couple sat, content after all these years to simply pass their time on the porch. They were waiting for death, and they knew it. Yet, there was nothing wrong with that to them. Life was good, and death was just a part of that. They were happy as they sat, holding each other in their arms, just as they did in days past. Time did not change their love. It was a normal life, nothing interesting happened around here. They were happy with that. They lived in blissful ignorance of the world around them, and just did their best with the lives they were handed.
A shining light appeared on the old dirt road that passed their house. The man could not help but notice it. The light illuminated everything aorund, even in the burning mid-day sun. He sat forward and looked out with concern.
"Honey, do you see that?"
"See what dear?"
There was no need in explaining. If she didn't know, she didn't see it. Was this his end? Was this a stroke that would finally kill him? The light began to take form. He first saw wings, and felt sure his angel had come to carry him away. At first the man was comforted, but he soon saw the true form of the being in question. It was massive with six wings. A burning beast of flame that hovered over the ground.
Fear took the man as a booming voice echoed over the horizon. He heard his loving wife calling to him in panic, but he could not hear her anymore. He could only hear the divine voice of his call. It thundered through all of the lands. It seemed that all the earth echoed in response, and the man could not deny its call.
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Maybe the answer is in the very light reflected off our blades. Maybe that's what it means to be this creature known as samurai.
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