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With patience blooms beauty, don’t give up on it just yet.
Izumi lectures lightheartedly, but she couldn’t help but feel a contradicting impatience herself. She only hoped spring would bloom again soon — the woman only caught a glimpse of warmer days when she’d left those wretched mountains. Maybe it was the way of the heavens; testing how she took advantage of such a view before she became a caged, beaten animal. She never saw herself as the spiritual type, but she found herself looking to them quite often as of late.
Ah — to think we had mutual respect, yet you think me a wicked woman who’d send you away from shore in weather like this.
Izumi teased, a hint of mirth on her face as she walked. Come now, Gekirin. I’ll show you further into the isle where it is warmer.
She said, stopping near the pathway that led to the forests, seeing if he would follow.