a geisha doing a tea ceremony in an ancient shinto temple. Her unsettling face hints at her being undead and her client is a shinigami, sitting across the table and sipping matcha from an artisan tea bowl.

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Noch ist sein Boden dazu reich genug. Aber dieser Boden wird einst arm und zahm sein, und kein hoher Baum wird mehr aus ihm wachsen können.[
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