The Nightingale and the Dragon
June 17, 20__
Not even the worst of storms could keep Seizo Ito from visiting the gravestone. He stood before it now, light rain falling from the heavens and caressing his cheeks while the cherry blossom incense he had placed on the gravestone continued to burn in spite the weather. He kept his head bowed in a solemn, silent prayer, disregarding the rain as if it were a rag. He heard footsteps approach from behind, but still, Seizo kept his head bowed.
"Mind if I join you?"
Seizo turned his head to see a woman with light brown hair and brown eyes walk towards him, a bouquet of flowers in one hand and two incense sticks in the other. He silently nodded in response and watched as she placed the two sticks of incense and the flowers on the gravestone.
"It's been a long time since I've seen you out in the open, Seizo-san."
"Just Seizo, please. You of all p