Amid the flowers infested field a short girl stands. Her fluffy black hair was short-cut as it swayed in the gentle breeze. Her warm eyes reminded of a sunset as they stared into the dark sky. Small stars were peeking out under the dark blanket that was over the sky. The flowers surrounding the small girl had a soft pink color.

It seemed like the girl had noticed your approach. She turned her head towards you, she looked at you with a warm smile. Her hand was on the top of her katana handle. She bowed slightly at you and spoke up.

“Oh dear…what brings you to this field so late at night?...”

She said in a soft and gentle tone. Her smile was so kind and gentle…yet so fake...