"Mirai, a new life awaits us." "I know." "Is there anything you want?" "Will you give me what I want, uncle?" "I can try. Just tell me." "Well then..." The eight year old piped up, "I want revenge." .......................◇........................... On the point in the horizon where the lines of the sky and land blur, fates intertwine, light and shadow dance around, love and hate become mere illegible words ; a fire blossom blooms amidst the chaos and peace might just reign again.