| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - Amazing imagery one will never forget: the Great Lord Hidetora on the hunt, rising in his stirrups like a demon as he draws his bow; the fatal rhyme between an empty scabbard dangling down the stairs of a burning castle, and a silken sash trailing along the floor of an impromptu nuptial chamber; a soundless battle in which war is a storm and blood is a sunset; the Lady Kaede, working her witchery
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