Yue and Kitsune

The purple tinted gravel seemed to moan in sympathy beneath Yue's leather boots with every step she made up the river. Her heart, thumping in a slow, heavy rhythm seemed to match the mournful sway of the tree branches in the mountain breeze. In the branches overhead, the white cranes gracefully bobbed to this rhythmic... Continue Reading →

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