Bones of Loves of Love

BEFORE YOU READ THIS PASSAGE, PLEASE NOTE THAT THE FOLLOWING MAY CONTAIN DARK AND DEPRESSING CONCEPTS, VIOLENCE, SCARY JUMPSCARES, DEATHS, AND GLOOMY ASPECTS THAT MAY TRIGGER OR SCARE YOU. SCROLLING FARTHER MEANS YOU ARE STATING I AM OK WITH THE WARNINGS STATED ABOVE.

Once upon a time, an impoverished samurai was living in Kyoto with his wife. A wealthy lord from a distant land invited the samurai to be his vassal. Because it was such an honorable opportunity, he had no choice but to accept, leaving his wife to wait in poverty at home until he returned.

Years later, having dutifully served his lord, the samurai finally returned to Kyoto. Although his house was in disrepair, his wife was still there to happily welcome him home. Finally reunited, the two spent the entire night talking and laughing together before drifting off to sleep. When the samurai awoke, the warmth he had felt just the night before from having his arms wrapped around his loving wife was no longer there. Instead, he opened his eyes to see that he was only holding a cold skeleton, shrouded in long, black hair.

The samurai learned that his wife passed away from sadness the summer before, but her skeleton had remained in the house all the while, waiting faithfully for his return.