The bright moon shone between the pine trees, and clear springs flowed over the stones. The shadows of the trees swayed gently under the cold, hanging autumn moon. Between the cracks of the rocky mountain walls, the spring water trickled softly. Near the mountain peak, beside a mountain path, stood a small bamboo grove, and nestled within it was a pavilion named Solarium.
Solarium used to be Krul's residence, and stepping inside, one could still catch a faint trace of her feminine presence. However, Aizen had now taken over this place by force. The dead hold no value. What remains valuable are the possessions they leave behind—though even feelings of remembrance are fleeting. But Aizen had no sentiment for Krul.
