I serve as silent kuroko for a deathmatch between a tiger and a dragon. The two entities circle each other with observance of mutual respect. Their struggle plays out in their minds. There is no need for showmanship.
A silver moon illuminates a viewing festival the next town over. A cherry blossom breeze washes away all trepidation. One thousand white cranes ascend on snow-kissed wings.
The competition concludes; the rivals find they are equals. They have far more to be gained as friends. Comrades. Allies. Brothers.
11:07 p.m. - 2015-06-04
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