Chapter Text
October 23,
As of writing this it is noon, the Vision Hunt Decree has been issued one year from now and Watatsumi has been struggling with ammunitions and rations, the more I put my mind on it, I fear we must cut the townsfolk rations -knowing very well otherwise poverty will raise soon.- Sometimes even I cannot grasp at all in my deepest fears and reality that, after all this effort, we might lose in more than one outcome. As of those mishaps, our number of soldiers decreases daily and we're rapidly losing more as days pass, teens have gotten drafted these last tree months and it pains me every day living with the guilt of children and alike dying in a battle they are not and will never be part of as the hands of fate drag us to despair and unjust futures.
Even so, as Divine Priestess one cannot let this keep going, I cannot let -my words be in merciful hands- a tyrant as such take over the ideals of the people whom will guide this world when everything is against them.
But as someone else in this tiny land, I can only hope my word will be the vast truth and these events to be told as history we once made, if only white lies were a thing during wartime.
There's a long space between the next lines, as if something was meant to be here
My thoughts shouldn't be of matter on war, after all, a spear in hand of an enemy does not wait for you to beg, then why would a knife at my throat be permissive on my last words? Talking and acting as if i was not a victim of the present too, looking at the sea as if it was the first thing they would take from us, every time the sun goes down, unable to sleep, memories of a conversation come to shore, "what are we fighting for?" asked one soldier -whom im deeply sorry to not remember the name of-, "for the future of those with hopes, dreams, and those who lost it all in other's hands, unable to act upon it." yet i ask, am i one of those people?...
Sometimes i wish i had the privilege of being a child, but if it was fate to make me stand here, then i shall give it all for the punishment i was given as the Divine Priestess, Sangonomiya Kokomi.
We may win this war at cost, and i hope that doesn't be my land and the people my people.
- Sangonomiya