If there's one thing Saionji desires more than anything else--more than Anthy's love, more than Touga's friendship--it's something eternal.
Something Endless.
So it's not because she's familiar, exactly, that Saionji slows on his way to the Bar to stare. If she's familiar, it's that she (impossibly) looks like a castle in the sky or a sword, shining with the power to revolutionize the world. Like nothing human, nothing fleeting, at all.
The shinai and snowy broom slung over his shoulder slip to the ground with a clatter.
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Something Endless.
So it's not because she's familiar, exactly, that Saionji slows on his way to the Bar to stare. If she's familiar, it's that she (impossibly) looks like a castle in the sky or a sword, shining with the power to revolutionize the world. Like nothing human, nothing fleeting, at all.
The shinai and snowy broom slung over his shoulder slip to the ground with a clatter.