last summer I saw a giant moth who had fallen into a water trough, and I gently lifted her out so she could dry her wings and fly away. This was an act of great foresight on my part, as I know that one day, when I am in grave danger and all hope is fading…she will appear, and remember me from long ago, and lift me out of the water trough that I have fallen into. I’m telling you, this moth was huge
Why did you betray him? Why did a great man like you betray our master? I wasn’t the one who betrayed him, but there are no excuses, the fact of the matter is the person who killed him was me. SAMURAI CHAMPLOO 1.08 THE ART OF ALTERCATION
