The Passing

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Under the light post stood a figure, looking down at her hands, a pair of silver scissors.

Snip, snip, snip

From the left He was coming. From the right She was coming. The light post was their midpoint.

Snip, snip, snip

And then she crossed the street and he continued forward.
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SNIP

"I've fulfilled your strange request Senju Luna."
"Luna"
"Hmm?"
"Just call me by my first name, Seijūrō."
"Alright then. Here. I've brought it back intact to you. Is this enough?"
"Mmhm, yeah. It's more than enough."


For some reason She couldn't help but turn back. A red haired boy holding out a single flower to a silver haired girl. 'How nice.' She thought, ignoring the weird sensation in Her chest, and She continued on Her way; reminding Herself that Japan would just be a passing.

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