Side Fifteen – Fujiwara Shige, Head of Fujiwara House
The old man shifted in his padded chair, old bones creaking. Damn, when did I get so old? I rember the days of my youth, when Japan was recovering after the disaster of World War Two…
Shaking his head to clear such unproductive thoughts, Shige glanced at his reflection in the unlit video-screens in front of him. Despite being in his eighties, he still looked robust and muscular, though his once-dark hair had long since turned a pale silver-white. His eyes, they still retained strength though. Strength I need now more than ever. Have the tis ever changed this much? Even the war…
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