Ren fell to his knees. The petals began to turn from pink to white, from blood to snow. The curse didn't break with violence. It broke with confession.
Kaito stood beneath the cherry tree as the scene began to play. Ren and Sakura were facing each other, the sword trembling in his grip. The petals began to spiral into a violent vortex. But this time, Kaito stepped between them. sakura lost saga
The priest’s face crumpled. The petals in the air stopped falling. They hung, suspended, like a million tiny wounds. Ren fell to his knees
The priest’s form solidified. "Know what, traveler?" sakura lost saga