Edited by Altius at 2018-10-23 09:20
The Sorrow of Michiko
There is a legend about a woman who wanders the woods late at night. She would be seen wearing a full geisha attire, but no one has ever reported seeing what she looked like. You could never hear her footsteps as if she was floating, and that the only warning you would ever get is a soft, familiar tune that she hums along as she makes her way towards you.
They say that she chooses no one; just whoever was unlucky enough to come across her during her late night strolls. Legends say that she was once part of a world-renowned duo of dancers. Along with her sister, their performances would entrance and captivate any audience. Hers was not a story of horror, but rather of tragedy.
On the night before her wedding, she caught her soon to be husband with another woman; her very own sister. The idea of her being left behind and the sorrow of losing her husband and sister drove her to the brink of madness. In an enraged fit, she lunged towards her lover and sliced his neck open with a blade that she kept hidden in her fan. She then looked towards her sister who tried to run, but was overcome with terror. With a swift motion of the blade, her sister’s life was extinguished.
After realizing what she had done, she let out a shriek of terror which can only be described as a mixture of sorrow and relief, before fleeing into the night. Upon finding what remained of her supposed husband and sister, her whole village set out to look for her, but nobody ever found her body. Years have passed but the only traces of her that they could find was a string of disappearances which occurs every year on the same date of her supposed wedding day.
They say that she takes people in the dead of the night for the sake of accompanying her so that she never feels lonely on her wedding day, while some say she takes people back to an abandoned manor that she now calls home and puts up the bodies of her victims on a display which only ever grows with each passing year.
But if I had to be honest, I only do it to stave off the boredom of immortality.
And sometimes, I only do it for fun.
See you back in the manor.
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