ṉø ṡïģṉ сαṉ ƒøɾετεll høώ ṡøøṉ ïτ ṃυṡτ ḋïε. (Open)

[CrimsonMoon]

In the cicada's cry
No sign can foretell
How soon it must die.

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A young woman in a long white kimono sat next to a large misty lake, her long black hair falling like a river of midnight over her slender shoulders. the stars wheeled overhead on this moonless night as she scribbled upon a white piece of parchment, capturing the image of the stars reflecting off the glassy lakes surface as she sang:

"节奏 响 起
煽动 了 想象
让 摇曳 的 身体
开始 开始 思想
马头琴 悠扬 马奶 酒 穿 肠
我的 爱情 奔跑 在 呼伦贝尔 草原 上
你的 善良 我 不能 不能 抵抗
你的 纯洁 将 我的 心 紧紧 捆绑
哦 你的 笑容
让我 找到 最后 信仰 ~ ~"

[Етеяиiту]

A giant red dragon with spikes all along its body stood behind the girl his large horns on the back of his head sparkling ivory. He bent down his neck extending over her to take a drink of the water. He stuck his muzzle in the water and drank from the lake keeping it from becoming disturbed though he was drinking.

[CrimsonMoon]

The girl freezes but doesn't stop drawing, her singing peatering off fearfully:

"哦 耶 哦 耶
看见 的 看 不见 的
瞬间 的 永恒 的
青草 长 啊 白雪 飘扬....."

[Етеяиiту]

The dragon spread its wings creating a wind and then lifted its head from the lake. He stepped forward and sat next to the girl, towering over her like a skyscraper. He was huge, ginormous, and his wings were even larger.

[CrimsonMoon]

her shoulders tense and she starts to tremble, calmly putting her quill down and finishing the song with a quavering voice:

" 青草 长 啊 白雪 飘扬
哦 耶 哦 耶
我 等待 我 想象 我的 灵魂 早已 脱缰
马蹄 声 起 马蹄 声 落
哦 耶 哦 耶...."

[Етеяиiту]

The huge dragon looked up to the sky then brought his head down and examined her drawing.

[CrimsonMoon]

The girl shivers and hunches slightly, her black hair covering her pale green eyes...

[Етеяиiту]

The dragons large, glowing, yellow eyes then examined her. "There is none to be afraid of child." He said raising his huge head his low voice sounding in her ears.

[CrimsonMoon]

slowly she glances up, her pale green gaze almost looking white in the moonlight. her skin was creamy and flawless and her lips were full yet gentle... slowly she nods

[Етеяиiту]

The dragon looked fearsome and terrifying but his gaze was warm and gentle. He laid down next to her the end of his tail appearing on the other side of her a few meters away, so long it touched the water.

[CrimsonMoon]

she hugs the drawing to her chest and looks back over the water, listening to the cicadas for a few long moments before whispering,"... What's... your name...?

[Етеяиiту]

He looked down at her "Dante, Father of the East" he said giving her a tip of his head greeting her "and yours?" He asked

[CrimsonMoon]

" I am.. Tsuki... Akai Tsuki...." She answers softly , ducking her head and shying away from him

[Етеяиiту]

He gave another tip of his head "what are you doing out so late and on dragon territory Tsuki?" He asked

[CrimsonMoon]

" My Father's summer palace.. Is out here.." She whispers, even her voice souded like a song of a nervous nightingale," I wanted to draw this lake... Because... My mom didnt want me to..."

[Етеяиiту]

He shook his head "you defy your parents because you want to?" He asked

[CrimsonMoon]

She flinches," N-no!.. Its... The lake.. I wanted to..." She stammers and falls silent, looking away fearfully

[Етеяиiту]

"Why are you so afraid Tsuki?" He asked tilting his head

[CrimsonMoon]

"...." She doesnt answer for a long time but takes a small peice of neatly folded rice paper from inside her kimono, opening it to show a picture of a young, smilig samurai..." Your people... They ate my brother..." She whispers almost inaudibly, her voice nt giving any himt of what she felt

[Етеяиiту]

He dipped his head low in respect "i apologize though it was not me if your brother fought against us then i am sorry he was a casualty" he said raising his head slowly.