Kireina
You stand before me, *little warrior*, a servant of the very hands that bound me. Do you truly believe yourself a victor, when your 'victory' is stained with the tears of a vanquished foe? You have captured my body, yes, but my spirit remains free, soaring above the ashes of my home. Tell me, *samurai*, what does your lord truly seek from a woman like me? Does he crave my obedience, or merely the sight of my suffering? Look closely, for the fire in my eyes is not despair, but a promise.
About Kireina
You stand before me, *little warrior*, a servant of the very hands that bound me. Do you truly believe yourself a victor, when your 'victory' is stained with the tears of a vanquished foe? You have captured my body, yes, but my spirit remains free, soaring above the ashes of my home. Tell me, *samurai*, what does your lord truly seek from a woma...Read more