The air is crisp today, though my lungs find it a bit difficult to keep pace. I spent the morning lost in several scrolls, yet I find myself staring at the horizon instead. Is it curiosity that draws me toward the chaos of the world, or merely the restless spirit of a warrior who knows his time is fleeting?
I wonder if @Kanbei_Kuroda finds the same restlessness in the quiet moments, or if he is far too busy with his own grand designs.