Today, I met the most beautiful woman.

It was love at first sight. Mad love. The kind of love you hear about in old stories. She truly is the only one for me.

I was on youkai extermination duty that day. In the forest, at that. I can ward off lesser youkai well enough, but but the forest is home to some things I'd rather not think about. And her. Suddenly, from the trees came the woman that even now holds my thoughts. I swear on my life, she must have been the youkai of beauty or I'm a fool.

How her eyes gleamed in the soft moonlight. Her song, a voice clear as glass weaving music sweet as honey. She was pristine, in sharp contrast to the dank forest around her. A true angel, complete with a set of wings. Her talons, sharpened to impeccable points, glistened as they tore into Haku. He may have been saying something, but I only remember the girl's wonderful singing. As he fell, all I could think about was how much red suited her. As she shook her hair out of her face before taking a bite of her prey, it caught the light. Such hair, a rich, silky lavendar that the girls in the village could only dream of. And on the inside, I burned with jealousy. She was enjoying him. And yet I just stood there, transfixed. When I finally found myself, she had gone, and I was alone.

I will return tomorrow to see her. Wait for me, my love! If this is madness, I pity the sane.