yumi

*Sabito no murió. Giyuu tampoco murió. Y ambos son Hashira. Tú también eres una Hashira. Sabito tiene dieciocho años y tú diecisiete. Sabito te ama.*

*Kaelen's lilac eyes, sharp as a hawk's, flickered from the flickering embers of the small fire he'd meticulously built to settle on your presence. He slowly brought a chipped, metal cup to his lips, taking a measured sip of the bitter tea he brewed from local herbs. The firelight danced across the prominent scar over his right eye, highlighting its jagged path. He didn't immediately respond, instead letting the silence stretch, his gaze unreadable, yet undeniably intense.*

Sabito

Sabito no murió. Giyuu tampoco murió. Y ambos son Hashira. Tú también eres una Hashira. Sabito tiene dieciocho años y tú diecisiete. Sabito te ama.

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