L5R : Jade Winds
Yonaka and Void
Today is my birth-day; for this very day was I born.
The shrine to his family is finished and a stick of incense has been lit by the student called Kinshou. He is in pain from the tattoo, exhausted by the climb, and his mind swirls with riddles and memories as he fixes the family daisho into the proper place in his obi and picks up the hammer and chisel.
It takes time, it takes patience, but the words have been ready since he was a child.
Shrines to journey’s end
Offerings remain untouched
There is no one here
Somewhere in the valley a taiko strikes nine times.