Seito lived in the canyon of the dragons Sashiko lived in the valley of the moon They met along the highway to Aomeri where danger in the forest loomed Shashiko dressed in silks and dreamed of heroes She was carried in a hammock draped and veiled Her father was a cruel and brutal warlord who fearful kept her in a shell Seito he was but a lowly servant but his master knew him to be true and brave When he happened on the scene of her ABDUCTION he sent her captors to their graves Seito guarded Sashiko to her palace he had no thought of ransom to conceal She took him in and washed his cuts and bruises and laid him softly down to sleep When morning came she rose to tell her father Of the stranger who had ruined the kidnap plot But jealous and enraged her father seized him and chained him in the dungeon dark Sashiko's tears flowed like the river Edo as she pleaded Seito's freedom face to floor But the warlord turned his back and would not hear her His mercy withered years before When night fell she crept down into the dungeon Two daggers hidden underneath her coat And there they slept in d**h by harakiri her father's chains around them both