author - "Jessica Livingstone"
“Kagenemaru, approach, my daughter.” Father stated calmly, sensing my presence. I approached calmly, but slowly, inside the candlelit room. My father, larger than me by some considerable amount of distance, knelt in the center of the room. I knelt before him, asking why I am here with my eyes.
“Kagenemaru, my daughter, as you know, your elder siblings were great warriors, those who chose to give their lives to allow one to live, to face Naraku honorably and die honorably. You are here because you are my youngest child, my last warrior.” Father, not opening his eyes, spoke calmly. I shot him a very curious look unto his eyes.
“Yes, I understand that, father, but why have you called me into your presence tonight?” I asked.
“I asked you here, my child, because you are ready.”
“Kagenemaru, approach, my daughter.” Father stated calmly, sensing my presence. I approached calmly, but slowly, inside the candlelit room. My father, larger than me by some considerable amount of distance, knelt in the center of the room. I knelt before him, asking why I am here with my eyes.
“Kagenemaru, my daughter, as you know, your elder siblings were great warriors, those who chose to give their lives to allow one to live, to face Naraku honorably and die honorably. You are here because you are my youngest child, my last warrior.” Father, not opening his eyes, spoke calmly. I shot him a very curious look unto his eyes.
“Yes, I understand that, father, but why have you called me into your presence tonight?” I asked.
“I asked you here, my child, because you are ready.”