Letting Go
Matsu Makoto sat at a small table in her new home. The Lion samurai-ko was modest as ever, and chose not to seek fame or fortune, not to brag about her exploits during the siege of the city. No. That would not be the appropriate way to honor the...
[S] Burning Jade
It still burned. Even with a layer of cloth wrapped around it xe could feel the jade burn uncomfortably against xir palm. Could feel a tingle crawl up xir bloodsoaked arm up to the elbow. Still riding the adrenaline high, the red panda briskly made xir...