Have You Ever Seen The Rain

It wasn’t long after her arrival that her granddaughter took her place on stage and immediately took her breath away. She wore and beautiful kimono and headdress that accentuated her in all the right ways and reminded her so much of the good parts of her homeland that tears immediately sprung to her ghostly gaze. The woman felt her lips tremble, but a happy smile curled at the edges. Already, she knew she was in for a treat. Tea was handed out by the companions as the rain began to fall harder, setting an ambiance that was perfect for the occasion. As Iki began the first notes, the Ghostly Goddess allowed her eyes to close as she simply basked in the beauty that was occurring in front of her. The girl was blessed, there was not a single doubt about it. A swell of pride threatened to burst through her chest as she thought even more about how hard the princess had worked to bring this all together and to play the tunes that were difficult for someone even as practiced as her. She was making it all her own, as she should have, and Kiyo felt their ancestors smiling down on them.

Then, it was finished, the last of the notes echoing into the air before resting in silence. It was silent for but a moment before applause erupted, but Kiyo did not applaud. Tears fell down her cheeks, but the look of utter warmth and affection she fixed on the girl would tell her all she needed to know about her support.