The man is quiet and
unassuming, but difficult to ignore. His gaze stretches off into
the distance, yet he seems aware of his surroundings. He moves
with grace and serenity, his fine light blue kimono shifting slightly
with his form.
The white obi that
rests upon the hilt of his katana seems to be a clumsy choice
but as he turns, it is clear that the appearance was misleading.
The position of the Obi is such that it would push back the sleeve
of his kimono when he reaches for his katana, aiding the action
rather than hindering it.
He walks past you and
you are uncertain of the focus of his attentions if any. From
this angle, the Mon of the Kakita family can be seen on his left
shoulder, embroidered in fine white thread, with pearls for the
eyes of the crane and silver thread for the blade. As you look
away from his mon, you notice he is watching you. There is no
malice or confrontation in his eyes, but the color is strange.
They are blue as ice and their color is enhanced by the color
of his kimono. His motionless form and still gaze make you feel
momentarily as though you are staring into a picture. His bright
white hair is pulled back on top of his head, leaving a billowing
mane of hair to fall down and frame his face and shoulders.
A moment passes and
then he looks away again. Now he is far enough away that he looks
not unlike any other crane Bushi, a bright white Crane mon emblazoned
upon the back of his ice blue kimono. His medium build fades into
the ranks of other Bushi as a cool wind draws your attention to
the court's next procession.