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She could feel her breath go weary and slightly needier as she lashed around with the brilliantly sharp weapon. Joy ran through her every time she saw the katana slice up the snow impossibly neatly. It was nothing like the large and heavy western European swords. Now, while her knowledge of other variations of swords was limited, she could not imagine something more beautiful and deadly than her twin swords. The sword did however wear her down slowly as she kept her slicing pace up, but this was what she wanted. Her muscles were to scream in agony by the time she was done. She wanted tiredness to take over her and toss her into a dreamless sleep. The girl did not recognize this as the need for release. It was her way to cope with the pain trapped within. The physical pain made it easier to forget about the impossible sadness constantly clawing at her core.

        
Although her body silently screamed with exhaustion, she did not allow her weariness to show – which was a good thing, because she had been unaware of her audience until now. The familiar figure was caught in the corner of her eye, and so she slowly turned with an elegant twist of her foot. The woman’s gaze was softer than usual, ready to try not to be a social failure for now. Ears perked contently as she realized that it was Hezekiah that was her unexpected visitor. Whether or not his intentions had been to visit her was tossed away, though she assumed it was a mere coincidence that his path had crossed the clearing where she was doing her daily sword practise. Her light hued chest rose and fell rapidly, but she managed to keep her tongue straight in her mouth. It would ruin some of her elegance if she stood about panting. She felt a sick need to dig down into the snow to rid her body of some of the worst heat entrapped in her aching muscles.

        
”Hezekiah, how are you?” her light melody sang out with sincere merriness. High on endorphins, the girl temporarily stabbed her katana down into the snow and flexed her fingers slowly once she let go of the weapon.






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