I close my eyes, frowning.

Ronin brings the both of

us away from the mirror.

He coos, "Open your eyes.

It's over now."

I open my eyes and pout,

this feeling of dread is

intense and the smell

of my body reeks.

It smells of dead

flesh.

Ronin doesn't smell

that way though and

crazy enough he

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looks calm about

everything.

"Is this place really,

Beladim?" I asks,

slowly calming down.

"It is. I made sure this

dimension was able

to form and stay in-

tact permanently for

all of us."

"Who's all of us?"

"You sure do ask

many questions yet

I guess it's only natural."

I roll my eyes from

Ronin's rude word

choice.

I stare outside the

window, removing

the white sheer

cloth.

The sky reminds me

of that day.

I do recall luring Tsukino

to a false death,

while casting the slight

illusion of the ground

reflecting the sky.