Ainu sits in his tent with the Spirit Guide. He drinks of the cup he was given, as she lights up some dry herbs and waves them around her head, and around his head. The smoke gets in him and he starts coughing, tears running from his eyes afterwards. "Good." she says. "Your eyes are pure now. Ready to see what they can show you. Now breathe more, more, the coughing will pass, it will pass. Breathe.. good, good."
He breathes slower, and feeling as if he is held down by many men. Every finger sluggish, entire arm like solid stone, only breathing works.. slow.. slow.. She sits down beside him, starting to sing from the back of her throat, the old songs, the sad songs, the voices reminding him of another place, another time..
Moving slow from side to side, everything in front of him changes, with the crooning of the guide at the edge of hearing, as if it comes from far away.. Ainu moves up-
-and stands by the sea, looking at ships sailing far from shore. A voice behind him speaks: "May the spirits be kind to him on his Journey." Turning around-
-he stands at the front of a greatship, looking at Tokugawa listening to the Sailmaster: "This wind tells me of a great change coming, a great storm, a dangerous storm. We should turn back, my leader. For your safety." Smiling, Tokugawa replies: "It will be worth it Sailmaster." Ainu steps toward him-
-standing on the ground with water all around him. Bodies and bodyparts floating in the water with pieces of wood and other materials around him. Rain washing the blood away from the side of a head with half of it eaten away by fish. Looking at it, Ainu steps back-
-ward and lands on his back, staring upwards at the roof of his house. He gets up, confused. "What did I see, guide? What did I see just now!?" She looks up at him with blank-white eyes. "You saw his journey. As it was, and where it ended." Shocked by the memory of that half-eaten face, he recalled suddenly something visible at the last moment. Running out and calling for a group of warriors to follow him - he runs down from the village towards the edge of the Main Land.
Two days later, he returns with the warriors. All of them in a dark mood. The word quickly spreads - Tokugawa is dead.
He breathes slower, and feeling as if he is held down by many men. Every finger sluggish, entire arm like solid stone, only breathing works.. slow.. slow.. She sits down beside him, starting to sing from the back of her throat, the old songs, the sad songs, the voices reminding him of another place, another time..
Moving slow from side to side, everything in front of him changes, with the crooning of the guide at the edge of hearing, as if it comes from far away.. Ainu moves up-
-and stands by the sea, looking at ships sailing far from shore. A voice behind him speaks: "May the spirits be kind to him on his Journey." Turning around-
-he stands at the front of a greatship, looking at Tokugawa listening to the Sailmaster: "This wind tells me of a great change coming, a great storm, a dangerous storm. We should turn back, my leader. For your safety." Smiling, Tokugawa replies: "It will be worth it Sailmaster." Ainu steps toward him-
-standing on the ground with water all around him. Bodies and bodyparts floating in the water with pieces of wood and other materials around him. Rain washing the blood away from the side of a head with half of it eaten away by fish. Looking at it, Ainu steps back-
-ward and lands on his back, staring upwards at the roof of his house. He gets up, confused. "What did I see, guide? What did I see just now!?" She looks up at him with blank-white eyes. "You saw his journey. As it was, and where it ended." Shocked by the memory of that half-eaten face, he recalled suddenly something visible at the last moment. Running out and calling for a group of warriors to follow him - he runs down from the village towards the edge of the Main Land.
Two days later, he returns with the warriors. All of them in a dark mood. The word quickly spreads - Tokugawa is dead.
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