Mist is a cloud resting on the earth

During my stay in Ikisan I mainly tried to take the shape of a cloud. Following her nature, going back to her birth place, and listening to what she could tell me about the events that happened on August 1945. I was able to quickly take notes from her story: how happened that, during her annual trip to admire Kusanagi, the amazing sword, she was stopping for a while in Kokura's village, upon invitation of the God-Stone. But her permanence created such a thick mist all over the village, that was able to protect and save the popolation during the terrible Pacific War. But she, the cloud, was instead able to see through the skies, and could not help but witnessing the immense catastrophe that was falling on Earth.