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An intricately-made throwing dart. It is a common sight during the summer festival.
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In the ghost stories of Inazuma,
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There is a tale about a meeting between the human and inhuman...
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To celebrate my wife's pregnancy, I went to the shrine to give a votive offering.
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But for reasons unknown, I went up the mountain with these objects.
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The water balloon from when I seven, the fox mask from when I was seventeen,
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And a flower that would not wilt in ten or even a hundred years.
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Why did I expect to meet her again?
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No matchmaker introduced myself and my wife, and we were always short on money,
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And it took some time for us to produce an heir,
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But our days were still filled with happiness, were they not?
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But still I detoured on that mountain road to the place where I'd seen the fireworks with her.
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Pulling the bushes apart, I thought I saw her dressed in white, sitting upon that rock.
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But when I came forward and looked, it was just a fox sunbathing.
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It leaped up at the sound of snapping branches, and fled into the woods,
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And like the spots of light that poke between leaves moved by the breeze, it was gone in a flash.
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All that was left was an old wooden throwing dart. |