The punishment shown by whoever's family she dishonored.
Vacancy left in her lifeless open eyes.
A pain-stricken face frozen in place after her demise.
Her kimono blood soaked by an open wound.
Stabbed in the abdomen, the katana spelled her doom.
Scratches all over her body showing signs of a fight.
Her sword is the one thing missing from this bloody sight.
Her body lies in a pool of her own blood, her soul no longer on the human plane.
She fought an adversary, her goal to cause that person a fate that is the same.
She fought in honor of her name and family.
She fought in the place of her husband who is me.
While I was away she fought to protect her home in my stead.
And now she lays slain at my knees dead.
I close her eyelids to allow her soul to rest in peace.
I swear I'll avenge my wife as a I breathe.
Tears stream down my cheeks.
My mind slowly becoming consumed with the revenge that I seek.
I pick up her body and hold her close.
I leave her and the life that I'd known first.
I disappear into the night weilding dual black and white katanas.
And begin my journey to restore my family honor.
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