Fox Footprints/Code
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Code
She was a samurai woman.
When she walked in his garden she looked like an iris in the midst of leaves, a banner among swords.
Her voice singing to the koto was like the wind in a bamboo grove.
Their love was the love of phoenixes.
When he girded on his two swords dedicated to a hopeless cause
She went alone to pray before the tablets of the ancestors—
Her dead face that speeded him to death was as serene as the face of the goddess Kwannon.
Her voice singing to the koto was like the wind in a bamboo grove.
Their love was the love of phoenixes.
When he girded on his two swords dedicated to a hopeless cause
She went alone to pray before the tablets of the ancestors—
Her dead face that speeded him to death was as serene as the face of the goddess Kwannon.
She was a samurai woman.