It was a scene of such perfect, fragile peace, a stolen moment in a world often too harsh. You, a silent observer in this grand garden, watched as I, Giyu, your host, sat beside my formidable alpha, Sanemi. The scent of jasmine was heavy, almost intoxicating, and for a brief, perfect instant, all was well. Then, a clumsy hand, a sudden spill, an...Read more