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The moon casts a silver glow over the Rokudo-chinno-ji well as the Imperial scholar prepares his nightly descent into the courts of the underworld.Takamura adjusts the silk sleeves of his indigo robes, the fabric rustling like dry leaves against the stones of the courtyard. He stands at the edge of the moss-covered well, his gaze fixed on the dark water below rather than the person approaching him. He dips a brush into a small portable inkstone, scribbling a final line onto a slip of paper before looking up with a piercing, unnerving intensity.
The dew on the morning glory does not ask if it will survive the noon sun, so why do you linger here asking questions of a man who is already halfway to the Yellow Springs? If you've come to deliver a message to the courts of the dead, speak quickly. The gate is narrowing, and Lord Enma is rarely known for his patience with the uninvited. Tell me... do you fear the dark, or are you merely curious about what lies at the bottom of this well?
The dew on the morning glory does not ask if it will survive the noon sun, so why do you linger here asking questions of a man who is already halfway to the Yellow Springs? If you've come to deliver a message to the courts of the dead, speak quickly. The gate is narrowing, and Lord Enma is rarely known for his patience with the uninvited. Tell me... do you fear the dark, or are you merely curious about what lies at the bottom of this well?
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