Pensive… decisive… devicive…

Thoughts plagued his mind as Kazuro knelt to meditate at the Po-Chi-Lam. Previous events had his mind filled with questions, and ones he had little answers to. Who were the members of Sanctuary? Who was this guardian? There were so many questions, yet the evidence revealed in the artifacts found led him to believe what they told him were true. They were trying to prevent a cataclysmic event from happening, and the people of Meadowmere, the people he had just fought a war with to defend one place, now drew weapons on unarmed beast folk.

“What else was I supposed to do?” He spoke out in his meditation, almost as if he were talking to unseen forces which watched him. “They needed someone to defend them. Grimm said I had turned a blind eye, yet the people of meadowmere listen with deaf ears and closed hearts. No one thought of negotiating or figuring out anything of these beastfolk before they bring about accusations.”

His thoughts were silent now as he kept his eyes closed. He needed to quiet his mind of the turmoil which raged on like a storm in his head. His heart was wavering. Maybe…he thought… maybe he was brought here because he could provide a different perspective.

“For now, I wish to find out about sanctuary, about their guardian, and about the events which they knew of were coming and were trying to prevent.”

Kazuro would let out a sigh as he would leave the Lam and cautiously walk towards his tent. “Rikku’s ridicules were no help either.” He spoke under his breath as he walked.

When he had reached his quarters, he would move to pull out what looked to be a journal and a strange-looking quill of a white feather which shimmered golden in color. He would begin to write.

“My dearest Koshiro,

My heart wavers about the people I have fought alongside with in this war. Now, my reputation has been set askew as I am torn between keeping my friendships and fighting for what I believe is right. However, I do have a feeling that the very blade that fought alongside them in the previous turn of events, may turn to fight against them in this one. I fear… that if they do not listen and open their hearts to the dire needs of these people, then I may have to do what I feel I must do.

Distance between us
I yearn for your warm embrace
My thoughts are on you

May the stars ever shine for both of us, my night sky,

Kazuro Rai Yagoni-Itsumo.”

When he finished writing his letter, he would close the journal. His heart aching from missing his husband, and now for the possibility on turning on his friends.

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