Mist is a cloud resting on the earth

During my stay in Ikisan I mainly try 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 of her story: how happened that during her annual trip to admire Kusanagi, the amazing sword, she was stopping for a while in Kokura under invitation of the God-Stone. Her permanence created a very think mist that cover the city in its totality, saving the popolation during the Pacific War. But she, able to see through the skies, could not help but witnessing the immense catastrophe falling on Earth.