Perhaps I Should Take This a Little More Seriously

July 25, 2004.

Afternoon.

15:07

Fuyuki City, Japan.

Forest on the outskirts of Miyama Town.

The azure sky held few clouds, and the summer sunlight shone through the clear heavens, making everything plainly visible.

Sunlight filtered through the trees' crowns, casting dappled patches across the ground. Stirred by the breeze, the spots of light swayed gently, like nature's dance of light.

The cicadas' cries echoed through the forest, as though everything was speaking of this summer.

In the central area was a clearing, where Shirou Emiya, far...