Year 1915 -
She stand stiff. Her heart was throbbing unease inside her chest whilst she vividly gaze into the red piercing eyes of the stranger.
Her mind went haze as she inclined her head and confusingly stare back at the familiar features of the...
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A huge torch was used to emit alive brightness from behind those embedded white paper screens serving as partition for the background lights.
The proficient rendition of a difficult koto resonates with the emotional movements of the kagura dancers and followed by a rhythmic beat of the odaiko and kodaiko drums.
Variegated and colorful embroidered costumes caught the attention of the respected noble audiences.The sublime expression of the people and the claps of their hands in unison speaks how pleasing the held performance.
The watchers were awed afterwards, a slight laughter surrounds the atmosphere but Y/N remained to force open her drowsy eyes. Her other hand propped on her right temple whilst her head tilts in a manner. Her long silky jet black hair cascading down through the smooth wooden floor whilst her mind was far wandering, abstracted from her inner thoughts.
She sighed. She sees watching the illustrious ceremony dance seems repeatedly common to her eyes though she respect it's masterpiece dearly, she was not in the mood to witness the dance nor any of these held ceremonial events. The current day have just utterly exhausted her and she was longing to gain a decent sleep.
Y/n remained to sat on the tatami mat. A small wooden table placed infront of her with a prepared cup of hot black tea.
Her e/c iris scouring around. She darted her eyes to the Maikata as they continued to perform the dance adjoining with the passionate instrument plays of the Hayashikata whilst the night outside the Mizuno's compound was getting heavier and colder.
Y/N took a deep breath and purse her lips, thinking how long must she wait for the show to end. The young lady knew that she cannot be inconsiderable of her own actions by just leaving the venue. For sure, that will definitely insult the performers.
"Sister," A voice immediately eradicated her thoughts back to reality as she met the concerned eyes of her eldest sibling, Koharu.
A young lady in the spring age of her own juvenescence. Poise, beauty, confidence, intelligence and gracefulness. These were all the fascinating attributes of Y/N's sister. The way Koharu's hazel eyes would gleam with charm are her main asset. Her fair white skin and long pitch black healthy hair that she would practically put in a tied-back with a golden comb on her crown was a perfect befit for her comely face.
Her voice's sweet and coyly demeanour that could never fail to allure every men she would come to encounter and the manner how she gently smile was often something that makes her even more attractive than any other women that Y/N have known.
