Momo Hinamori embraced her beloved Lord Aizen , hands and legs trembling , as quiet sobs rocked through her body. Smelling his musk , his sheer elegance , committing it all back to memory , never to let it go.
It's been years , since she last saw him. Years spent in torturous solitude.
As soon as she sensed him , the phoenix made haste to trek towards the exalted Lord , wasting no time , in order to be the first to greet him.
Eyes wide , tears raining down , disbelief was clearly written on her face , yet lips quivered a smile ... for the Lord had finally returned to his abode.
ššššššš ššššššš šššššš šš š ššššš
ššššššš ššššš ššššš šš ššššššš
rising's the easy part
one must šššš first
