Tamori Taka: The commencement of higher education
I have been HS Wift for the longest time now, through some of the darkest hours I have known, and it warms my heart to know that the light that led me through lives on still.
May it never die.
Taka loved her time at the Tamori dojo. Wearing the strip of cloth her mother had given her about her eye, she was able to avoid the torments of her past life, and enjoy her lessons.
She learnt to commune with the kami, to wield the divine magics they could bestow. She learnt to divine portents of the future, using yarrow sticks. And she learnt to fight.
Her martial lessons were her least favourite. Any time she found herself with a sword in hand, which felt oversized compared to her diminutive frame, she wished she was learning alchemy, divination, anything instead. Eventually, seeing how difficult it was for the small girl to swing a katana, her sensei relented and allowed her to practice with her bow instead.
She found that the shugenja magics came well to her, especially the defensive spells of Earth. Now, with the skills she was learning, for the first time in her life, Taka felt powerful, like nothing in the world could bring her down anymore.
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