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[inushin]

Lingering Passion

The sounds grew louder from the building as she walked past. I don’t even want to see the inside. Amaya quickened her steps and reached the opposite end of the village. A different sound invaded her ears, a familiar one. I almost forgot the grounds were over here. She approached the outer walls, surveyed the area around her, then leaped over, landing quietly on the other end. She stared at the…

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Cognizance

A few weeks passed, and Amaya and her mother adjusted to living back in Japan. Amaya struggled to understand the skills of sewing so she took up helping the mistress at the ryokan, cleaning the other rooms, and doing laundry, in exchange for a discounted price on her shared room. “Ah, that his the spot.” Amaya finished her last bite, set her bowl down, and leaned back on her arms, patting her…

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Gathering Food

“Now that you’ve finished sewing your clothes,” Ishida sat before her daughter, intense zaffre eyes staring at the young adult. “Tell me what happened, how your clothes ended up torn.” “Well, I was shopping for food like you instructed me.” Amaya bit her bottom lip as she glanced down, avoiding her mother’s gaze. She lightly gripped her thighs with her slender fingers. “But after I bought the…

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Familiairity

With the village gate closed, everyone resumed their daily tasks. A few of the villagers carried fishing poles, some of them carried baskets, and others bartered crafted items. With a deep sniff, the scent of fresh fish filled their nostrils, making her mouth water. “They have a fresh batch of fish so we better hurry before they’re all sold out.” Amaya laid her arms by her side and walked…

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New Chapter

“Amaya, it’s time to wake up.” Amaya groaned, rolled over, and covered her head with the blanket. “Five more minutes.” “No, you need to wake up now.” Her mother spoke sternly. “We have things to do today.” In a quick motion, the blanket was removed from her slender frame, allowing the cool morning air to brush across her delicate skin. She quickly shot up, glaring at her mother. “What was that…