-etuzan Jakusui- Onozomi No Ketsumatsu -

I struck the bell beside me. The sound filled the room, then faded.

A student once asked me: “Master, I desire to be fearless. How long until my culmination?” -Etuzan Jakusui- Onozomi no Ketsumatsu

When a man stares into still water, he sees only the surface reflection of his face. But when the water is stirred by the wind of his will— onozomi —the reflection wavers, breaks, and reforms into something new. That is the beginning of magic. I struck the bell beside me