The Old God and the Deceased
In a world of magic and wonder, there was an old god with black hair who prayed to the deceased under the cherry blossoms. He had lived for centuries, and had seen the rise and fall of countless civilizations.
The old god had lost many loved ones over the years, and he often found solace in the presence of the deceased. He would pray to them under the cherry blossoms, asking for guidance and strength to continue on in his journey.
Cherry Blossom Snowstorm
As the old god prayed, a sudden gust of wind kicked up a flurry of cherry blossom petals, creating a snowstorm of pink and white. The petals swirled around him, obscuring his vision and filling the air with a sweet, floral scent.
Despite the chaos of the cherry blossom snowstorm, the old god continued his prayer, his voice carrying through the petals and into the heavens above.
A Beautiful World
As the cherry blossom snowstorm began to calm, the old god opened his eyes to a world of breathtaking beauty. The cherry blossom petals had settled on the ground like a blanket of pink and white, and the world seemed to glow with a soft, ethereal light.
The old god felt a sense of peace wash over him, and he knew that he was not alone. The spirits of the deceased were with him, guiding him and giving him strength to continue on in his journey.
The Full Moon's Tears
As the old god stood among the cherry blossom petals, he looked up at the full moon overhead. It was a beautiful sight, with the moon shining brightly in the night sky.
But as he looked closer, he noticed something strange. The moon appeared to be crying, its tears falling like silver droplets down to the earth below.
The old god knew that the tears of the full moon were a sign of great sadness, and he prayed even harder for the guidance and strength he needed to overcome the challenges ahead.
As he finished his prayer, the cherry blossom snowstorm cleared, and the old god felt a renewed sense of purpose. He knew that he was not alone in this world, and that the spirits of the deceased and the power of the natural world would always be there to guide and protect him.
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