Epilogue

She never came back. It’s been 115 years since then and the only proof that she even still lives are the letters that I receive from her every month.

I put my hand to my lips. I can still feel that fleeting kiss she gave me as she departed from us forever.

I have taken up sitting on this damn windowsill in the company of others so I don’t have to feel the emptiness inside of me without her. I still think about her, though, as I sit on this windowsill.

Her letter is late this month. I’m actually a bit worried. I know I shouldn’t be. It’s only been two days. I sigh. Closing my eyes, I lean my head against the wall.

Yusuke comes in with the mail, “Hey, Kurama…”

I vaguely comprehend him say something about mail. She never sends her letters by mail. They just…appear. Always when I’m least expecting, too. Right next to my damn unsuspecting hand.

“Hiei,” I hear Kurama call my name, “There’s one here for you, too.”

I take the letter from the kitsune.

It’s from her.

Shikonei.

To be continued…