Nightingale – A 100 Word Story

Cherry blossoms perfume the air, decorating it with the fall of their petals. I stand before her, my katana soiled with the blood of her enemies. Her rescued family is my wedding offering.

I have read the tales of heroes. I fashioned my armor, my habits, my life in imitation of them. I completed their trials, their feats. I am the greatest of them.

I smile at her. I have read the tales of heroes, and I know how this will end.

She turns, walking away under the cherry blossoms.

As in all the tales of heroes, a nightingale sings.

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