Um... Not a Geisha

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Her gaze is level — not fierce, but certain. The kind of confidence that doesn’t need to prove itself. The blade at her side hums with purpose, its edge a whisper rather than a threat. There’s elegance in her restraint — power wrapped in silence, ceremony turned rebellion. She’s not here to conquer; she’s here to endure. A feline samurai for a mythic age that never was, standing where honor meets art.
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Her gaze is level — not fierce, but certain. The kind of confidence that doesn’t need to prove itself. The blade at her side hums with purpose, its edge a whisper rather than a threat. There’s elegance in her restraint — power wrapped in silence, ceremony turned rebellion. She’s not here to conquer; she’s here to endure. A feline samurai for a mythic age that never was, standing where honor meets art.