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==C Support==
 
==C Support==
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'''Avatar''':
 
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Mitama! Don't pretend you're asleep!
 
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(Avatar leaves)
 
  
 
'''Mitama''':
 
'''Mitama''':
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Hmmm?
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<nowiki>*sigh*</nowiki>
  
 
(Mitama leaves)
 
(Mitama leaves)
  
 
'''Avatar''':
 
'''Avatar''':
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Come out, Mitama! It's time for the war council. You can't keep yourself in there forever!
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What's the matter, Mitama?
  
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(Avatar leaves)
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'''Mitama''':
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Oh, it's nothing. It's just...my hairs aren't quite the way I like anymore.
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'''Avatar''':
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Your "hairs"?
  
 
'''Mitama''':
 
'''Mitama''':
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Please apologize / Tell them I am feeling ill / I'll come tomorrow.  
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Yes. They just don't have the gleam they once did. I think it's time to replace them.
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'''Avatar''':
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Well, for what it's worth, I think your hair looks wonderful. I never pegged you as one to worry about your appearance, though.  
  
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(Mitama leaves)
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'''Mitama''':
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My appearance? No, I'm talking about my brush.
  
 
'''Avatar''':
 
'''Avatar''':
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That's what you said yesterday. And the day before that! You need to attend at least one of these things to see how they work.
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Your brush?
  
 
'''Mitama''':
 
'''Mitama''':
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Please, honored Mother / I do not want to learn this / I will not like it. Also, I am really tired and will fall asleep at the table.  
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Of course. My writing instruments are my life. If they're ruined, so too are my poems. Bristles of my brush / Split ends split also in two / Beauty and poem. Do you see? That's the best poem I can write right now.  
  
 
'''Avatar''':
 
'''Avatar''':
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You wouldn't be so tired if you didn't stay up all night reading your favorite poets. Where in the world did you learn your love of poetry, anyway?
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Was that a bad poem? I can't really tell. But you do certainly seem unhappy.  
  
 
'''Mitama''':
 
'''Mitama''':
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The answer is clear / A gift from Father did it / A brush and paper... As soon as I could write in flowing text, my love for poems blossomed.
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This is the end of my career as a poet! What will I do?! My life as a poet / Like a dream after waking / Sublime, but now over. No no no! Now I can't even get the syllables right anymore!
  
 
'''Avatar''':
 
'''Avatar''':
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That doesn't really explain it. You can do a lot with a pen and ink. You could have learned to draw or taken up prose... What drew you to poetry?
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Why don't we just go and buy you a new brush? They should have some in town.  
  
 
'''Mitama''':
 
'''Mitama''':
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Am I mistaken? / Is there more than just haiku? / Maybe more poems?  
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But how do we know that they'll be good brushes? I do not want to waste a trip. I hate going outside more than anything. There is dirt out there. Do you know dirt? It's so...dirty.
  
 
'''Avatar''':
 
'''Avatar''':
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Something must have happened along the way to spark your interest in them...
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Come on! If you don't at least try, you'll never have a good brush again! Is that what you want?
  
 
'''Mitama''':
 
'''Mitama''':
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Perhaps we can learn / Explore this situation / Mother and daughter.  
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No, it isn't. You're right. Which is why I will permit you to buy one for me.  
  
 
'''Avatar''':
 
'''Avatar''':
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I'd love to! Let's see—where would be the best place to start...? No! We don't have time for this! Nice try, my daughter. But we're going to that meeting. I want you ready to go when I open this door.  
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What?! I'm not your lackey. I'll come with you if you go, but I'm not buying anything.  
  
 
'''Mitama''':
 
'''Mitama''':
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My ruse discovered / I have no choice but to go / It was worth a shot.
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Ugh. OK. Fiiiiine.
  
 
==B Support==
 
==B Support==
  
 
'''Avatar''':
 
'''Avatar''':
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Mitama? Are you there buried somewhere in all these papers?
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Here we are! This is supposed to be the biggest art shop around for miles.
  
 
'''Mitama''':
 
'''Mitama''':
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Ah, hello, Mother. Here lies my new goal / My very first poem hides / I must search this mess.  
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...  
  
 
'''Avatar''':
 
'''Avatar''':
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Is that what you're doing? Trying to find the first poem you ever wrote?  
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What's the matter?  
  
 
'''Mitama''':
 
'''Mitama''':
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I speak in verse now / It was not always the case / In the past, the cause.  
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I'm not leaving.  
  
 
'''Avatar''':
 
'''Avatar''':
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And you think you'll discover the reason why you started in these old poems?  
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O-oh. Wait. What?  
  
 
'''Mitama''':
 
'''Mitama''':
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Many days have passed / The answer remains hidden / My eyes grow weary. If I find my first poem, I'll be able to figure out what was going on in my life then. Ah! An old, tattered scrap / This page could be what I sought / It's my first poem.  
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I love it here. The soothing scent of ink drifting through the air... The rows and rows of brushes, reams of paper, easels, and canvases. I am enchanted. This store is a paradise. It shall also be my home.  
  
 
'''Avatar''':
 
'''Avatar''':
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Oh! Well spotted. Would you mind reading it to me?
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I don't think you can just move in! How about we just look for some brushes? Besides, everyone would miss you if you left us.  
  
 
'''Mitama''':
 
'''Mitama''':
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Yet more days alone / Mother is late to visit / I feel my heart break.  
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I don't think so. Hm. Do you think I could make a mattress out of paper?
  
 
'''Avatar''':
 
'''Avatar''':
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Oh dear. Not the thrill of discovery I was hoping for... I'm so sorry, Mitama.  
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People would absolutely miss you! And your poems! Now, tell me what kind of brush you're looking for.  
  
 
'''Mitama''':
 
'''Mitama''':
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You'd gotten very busy, and my caretakers told me you couldn't come to visit. I remember now, I started writing poems to entertain myself while you were gone. Left waiting for you / My world turned inward to verse / Structure to sorrow.  
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Fine, fine. If you insist it's a bad idea, I won't move in. Today. Now, brushes. Let's see... I want one identical to my old one. The bristles must be precisely the same— they are the soul of the brush. What animal the hair is from, how they have been prepared... There are many things to consider—all of which are of the utmost importance. I will not compromise on a single one.  
  
 
'''Avatar''':
 
'''Avatar''':
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I never realized before how lonely you must have been in those days. I wish I could make it up to you somehow...  
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Wow...you really do have strong feelings about your brushes. I kind of thought you had no interest in anything other than poetry and sleeping.  
  
 
'''Mitama''':
 
'''Mitama''':
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No need to feel bad / Your reasons were with merit / The world needed you. I didn't know it then, but you were busy fighting to keep me safe.  
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Heh, don't think complimenting me will do you any favors. We left on a quest / In search of the perfect brush / Now we near the goal!
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(Mitama leaves)
  
 
'''Avatar''':
 
'''Avatar''':
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That's generous of you, but all the same... I'm sorry you went through that. Still, it doesn't get us any closer to finding out why you took up poetry in particular. Hmm...perhaps we should ask your caretakers in the Deeprealm.
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I don't think we should be running in here! Wait for me!
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==A Support==
  
 
'''Mitama''':
 
'''Mitama''':
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More clues to my past / Hidden in old memories / The search continues. Yes, I think I shall write to them and see if they can remember anything.  
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<nowiki>*sigh*</nowiki> Even with Avatar's help, I couldn't find the perfect brush... My brush hand trembles / Despair closes off my throat / Word-makers, unmade.
  
 
'''Avatar''':
 
'''Avatar''':
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There's an idea. Though I'd be happy to write the letter for you. It might get our point across less... cryptically.
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Mitama?
  
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==A Support==
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'''Mitama''':
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No voice reaches through / To sing my poems to life / O, this broken soul. Brushless, therefore soulless. I am quit now of the world of the living. Please, leave me be.
  
 
'''Avatar''':
 
'''Avatar''':
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I don't understand... This doesn't make any sense!
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Wait just a minute, now. I brought you a gift. Here. Take it.  
  
 
'''Mitama''':
 
'''Mitama''':
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Mother, did you receive an answer from my caretakers? Please let me hear it / Perhaps the source is revealed / The search now bears fruit.
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A new brush? And the bristles... They're exactly the same as the ones on my old brush! How did you get this?  
  
 
'''Avatar''':
 
'''Avatar''':
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As strange as this may sound... your caretakers have indicated that it was I who set you down the path of poetry.  
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Well, after we had no luck at that first store, I just kept trying others on my own. I had your brush, so I knew it'd only be a matter of time before I found a match. And find one I did! Even if it took a little longer than I'd thought. Heehee.  
  
 
'''Mitama''':
 
'''Mitama''':
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This does not make sense / Poetry is not your love / Why would they claim such?
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Avatar...
  
 
'''Avatar''':
 
'''Avatar''':
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That was my initial thought as well. But then I considered it some more. Your caretakers did say that you would often imitate me for days after my visits. And on one such occasion, you took to mimicking the words of a song I sang you. They say that you begged everyone around to teach you how to write words like that.
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Oh, but I guess the handle isn't exactly the same. Is that OK?
  
 
'''Mitama''':
 
'''Mitama''':
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Like objects in mist / These memories are hazy / But they could be real.  
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Yes. I can just replace it with the handle from my old brush.  
  
 
'''Avatar''':
 
'''Avatar''':
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In that particular Deeprealm, the primary form of poetry was haiku. So they gave you volume after volume of the stuff, which you devoured.
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Oh, great! Then I guess we solved our problem!
  
 
'''Mitama''':
 
'''Mitama''':
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These books a lifeline / They consumed every moment / A strong influence. But how could I mistake song for poetry?
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Thank you so much. Without you...my life as a poet might have been done for.  
  
 
'''Avatar''':
 
'''Avatar''':
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Well, you were young. The relevance of the melody may not have occurred to you.  
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Well, I wouldn't go that far. I'm sure you'd go back to writing eventually.  
  
 
'''Mitama''':
 
'''Mitama''':
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I...I remember now! Buried out of sight / A warm memory revealed / A smile now blossoms.
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No, truly. You have saved me. And now I will devote myself to poetry, body and soul! I could do no less after receiving a gift of such incredible generosity!
  
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'''Azura''':
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'''Avatar''':
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You wanted to know the words, so I taught them to you. When you repeated them without the tune, your caretakers thought it was a poem. So they taught you all they could about poetry, and here we are.  
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I'm happy to hear it.  
  
 
'''Mitama''':
 
'''Mitama''':
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A simple mistake / Like ripples on a still lake / Echoes across life. It all makes much more sense now. Heeheehee, so it is your fault that I'm so in love with poetry and verse. Revealed as the source / Do you stop what you started? / It isn't so bad.  
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For art and beauty / I live, and giving me these / You gave me my life. Heehee. The poems now flow from me as easily as a forest stream from its spring.  
  
 
'''Avatar''':
 
'''Avatar''':
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Indeed not. I'm glad that we got to the bottom of this together.  
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Oh? Then perhaps you could write some for me.  
  
 
'''Mitama''':
 
'''Mitama''':
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Poetry or song / Mother and daughter allied / A bond unbroken.
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Anything for you / A thousand thousand blossoms / I'll heap upon you!
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'''Avatar''':
 
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I much prefer your latest effort to your first... Thank you, Mitama.
 
  
 
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Latest revision as of 15:13, 19 February 2016

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C Support

Mitama: *sigh*

(Mitama leaves)

Avatar: What's the matter, Mitama?

Mitama: Oh, it's nothing. It's just...my hairs aren't quite the way I like anymore.

Avatar: Your "hairs"?

Mitama: Yes. They just don't have the gleam they once did. I think it's time to replace them.

Avatar: Well, for what it's worth, I think your hair looks wonderful. I never pegged you as one to worry about your appearance, though.

Mitama: My appearance? No, I'm talking about my brush.

Avatar: Your brush?

Mitama: Of course. My writing instruments are my life. If they're ruined, so too are my poems. Bristles of my brush / Split ends split also in two / Beauty and poem. Do you see? That's the best poem I can write right now.

Avatar: Was that a bad poem? I can't really tell. But you do certainly seem unhappy.

Mitama: This is the end of my career as a poet! What will I do?! My life as a poet / Like a dream after waking / Sublime, but now over. No no no! Now I can't even get the syllables right anymore!

Avatar: Why don't we just go and buy you a new brush? They should have some in town.

Mitama: But how do we know that they'll be good brushes? I do not want to waste a trip. I hate going outside more than anything. There is dirt out there. Do you know dirt? It's so...dirty.

Avatar: Come on! If you don't at least try, you'll never have a good brush again! Is that what you want?

Mitama: No, it isn't. You're right. Which is why I will permit you to buy one for me.

Avatar: What?! I'm not your lackey. I'll come with you if you go, but I'm not buying anything.

Mitama: Ugh. OK. Fiiiiine.

B Support

Avatar: Here we are! This is supposed to be the biggest art shop around for miles.

Mitama: ...

Avatar: What's the matter?

Mitama: I'm not leaving.

Avatar: O-oh. Wait. What?

Mitama: I love it here. The soothing scent of ink drifting through the air... The rows and rows of brushes, reams of paper, easels, and canvases. I am enchanted. This store is a paradise. It shall also be my home.

Avatar: I don't think you can just move in! How about we just look for some brushes? Besides, everyone would miss you if you left us.

Mitama: I don't think so. Hm. Do you think I could make a mattress out of paper?

Avatar: People would absolutely miss you! And your poems! Now, tell me what kind of brush you're looking for.

Mitama: Fine, fine. If you insist it's a bad idea, I won't move in. Today. Now, brushes. Let's see... I want one identical to my old one. The bristles must be precisely the same— they are the soul of the brush. What animal the hair is from, how they have been prepared... There are many things to consider—all of which are of the utmost importance. I will not compromise on a single one.

Avatar: Wow...you really do have strong feelings about your brushes. I kind of thought you had no interest in anything other than poetry and sleeping.

Mitama: Heh, don't think complimenting me will do you any favors. We left on a quest / In search of the perfect brush / Now we near the goal!

(Mitama leaves)

Avatar: I don't think we should be running in here! Wait for me!

A Support

Mitama: *sigh* Even with Avatar's help, I couldn't find the perfect brush... My brush hand trembles / Despair closes off my throat / Word-makers, unmade.

Avatar: Mitama?

Mitama: No voice reaches through / To sing my poems to life / O, this broken soul. Brushless, therefore soulless. I am quit now of the world of the living. Please, leave me be.

Avatar: Wait just a minute, now. I brought you a gift. Here. Take it.

Mitama: A new brush? And the bristles... They're exactly the same as the ones on my old brush! How did you get this?

Avatar: Well, after we had no luck at that first store, I just kept trying others on my own. I had your brush, so I knew it'd only be a matter of time before I found a match. And find one I did! Even if it took a little longer than I'd thought. Heehee.

Mitama: Avatar...

Avatar: Oh, but I guess the handle isn't exactly the same. Is that OK?

Mitama: Yes. I can just replace it with the handle from my old brush.

Avatar: Oh, great! Then I guess we solved our problem!

Mitama: Thank you so much. Without you...my life as a poet might have been done for.

Avatar: Well, I wouldn't go that far. I'm sure you'd go back to writing eventually.

Mitama: No, truly. You have saved me. And now I will devote myself to poetry, body and soul! I could do no less after receiving a gift of such incredible generosity!

Avatar: I'm happy to hear it.

Mitama: For art and beauty / I live, and giving me these / You gave me my life. Heehee. The poems now flow from me as easily as a forest stream from its spring.

Avatar: Oh? Then perhaps you could write some for me.

Mitama: Anything for you / A thousand thousand blossoms / I'll heap upon you!

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