[ He's smart enough that he gets that there's more to it than it just being a ribbon. ] Well... [ But when she opens her eyes once more, her hands gently turn his hand over and open his palm. ] Not quite.
[ No ribbon unravels form his hand. Instead in its place is a bracelet-- a finely woven piece of silver, not unlike the wires she had seen coming from his wrist when he had popped his hand off earlier at her home. Then attached to that bracelet is a small charm, an omamori, also crafted from the same silver. ] It is a present. For you.
[ Abe no Seimei-- her Essence-- had been quite the imp when it came to his divination practices. He would make others place an item in a box-- say, a rock-- without telling them, and then he would have them ask him what it is that they put in the container. He would tell him doves, and they would sadly shake their heads and reply that it had a rock they had placed. Yet lo and behold when they would open the box, a dozen doves would flock out instead.
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[ No ribbon unravels form his hand. Instead in its place is a bracelet-- a finely woven piece of silver, not unlike the wires she had seen coming from his wrist when he had popped his hand off earlier at her home. Then attached to that bracelet is a small charm, an omamori, also crafted from the same silver. ] It is a present. For you.
[ Abe no Seimei-- her Essence-- had been quite the imp when it came to his divination practices. He would make others place an item in a box-- say, a rock-- without telling them, and then he would have them ask him what it is that they put in the container. He would tell him doves, and they would sadly shake their heads and reply that it had a rock they had placed. Yet lo and behold when they would open the box, a dozen doves would flock out instead.
She's done the same thing here. ]