Jun 9, 2020

The Ethics of Seppuku

"Sakura", the General said to himself in a soft, almost imperceptible voice, as he looked out the small window on the room facing West. "How truly blessed I am", he continued, this time only in his most private thoughts while the small pink cherry petals that seemed to be dancing with the wind, playing with the light, as they fell from a fully bloomed tree just a couple of hours away from sunset.
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