The snows lay a white cover over the carefully raked sand. The cherry blossoms fell long ago, and these branches are bare. Even the water lies frozen on the rain chimes.
At these times, I can offer you little in the way of beauty. But please, join me for a cup of tea and we can share stories of an Empire long ago. I hope these tales will warm your heart until spring returns.
-- Kakita Kaori Littlest Kenshinzen
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