Blood Stains the Snow — Night Wind Blowing Down From Icy Bluffs
In which Oyuki is awakened by a nightmare that leads to a sleepless night.
That night she dreamt of fire: ginkgo leaves curling into blackened ash, the air filled with smoke and soot and a billowing heat that pummeled her, gusting through the eyeholes of her mask, stifling every breath as she chased after the girl, the swordsmith's daughter, and then she was trapped in dream images that unfurled one after the other, her hands closing around the girl's slim shoulders, the surprising strength that fought back, the calm with which Yone had tried to distract her daughter from what was coming, the song they had sung, the song— the song—
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