Demon's Allure

Manjusaka. The flower of the other shore, born of despair. For all their lives, flower never sees leaf, and leaf never meets flower. Just like you and me: though only inches apart, we are worlds away. Was our meeting a mistake from the very beginning? If not, then why have we missed each other in three lives and three lifetimes? Perhaps withering is my destined end. Perhaps being worlds apart is our fate.