Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-24937485-20161204213625/@comment-25072069-20161205211116

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Feeling a presence beside her, she slowly turned her head and saw the tall Keldran than looking at her mother who smiled at him. She did not know what do say to him, she had just went on an aggressive rant and felt horrible what she kept all this hate.

But there he went laying a neckless upon her grave, Staring at it she could easily read what it meant. However, only tears flew out of her eyes— It was so hard to see this happening, never did she ever believe she would be here when she was and still had so much ways to go.

But looking at Keldran, her mother lost her breath in shock while Sachi felt her body paralyze. Watching them hold onto each other so dearly, she felt her heart break upon his words. Her sister truly loved him and she had done all this and disrespected what he came here to do. Why had she been so naive, Today she would change… Never again… Would she let the darkness guide her path. It was time to grow up and realize her emotions were going to bring her down the wrong path. Reaching up to her sister as if she was still her shoulder to cry on she made a heart sign and disappeared.

“Goodbye… My Sister” She cried as she took at her strength to pull herself up. Watching him walk away she would yell at him once more, But it was different this time. “Thank… You… I apologize if I was so rude and unmindful. May you continue through your path and I hope it will shine lighter than ever…” Finally giving up all the revenge she once dreamed of, she felt a pat on her shoulder of her twin sisters apparition. With a cute and childish giggle Sinshi disappeared, at peace knowing her sister was freed from her pain.

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Sitting back at her sisters grave with her mother, they would begin to tell funny stories of the past. Laughing as they held hands over their lost ones.