For the prompt "Fatal Frame, Ruka, preserving the Tsukimori Song" on
Never Stop The Flow
Ruka looked at all the things she'd accumulated from Rougetsu, feeling
overwhelmed. There were lots of things to figure out how to handle,
from charts to notes to things she'd picked up on the way.
It occurred to her that the most important thing to make sure she had
was the Tsukimori song. If people ever came back to Rougetsu, and she
believed that maybe someday they would, someone would need to know how
to access the melody. She didn't know if there were other Tsukimori
heirs besides herself, and she had to presume that there weren't, that
they'd died when Sakuya had gone on her rampage.
Still, maybe there was a hope. Maybe the next person who needed to do
it could do it without the blood. Maybe they'd get lucky.
Or maybe she should keep it for her own family, until she could find
others of that bloodline, find those to teach it to, start a new order
of Shrine Maidens. She'd have to marry and have daughters, teach them
that heritage and continuity. And she'd find if Madoka had cousins,
relatives on the Tsukimori side.
At the very worst, she'd have to make sure the old documents were
preserved, so that someone could at least try.
She was tempted to play the music on the piano, to make sure she hadn't
lost it herself, but she wasn't in the mood. She would never lose the
music; she never would. The main thing was to make sure that other
little girls learned it and remembered it too, just in case.
What happened to Sakuya could never happen again.
Piling the other notes and things into a box, she made sure that the
music, the notes, the mirror were all safe, hidden away. She'd need
them. The would would need them.
She had a lot to do.
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