I found this place by accident, chasing quiet instead of an exit.

Nobody talks about what happens after a fight ends—after the sword goes still and there's nothing left to calculate. Out here, there's no threat to read, no next move to plan. Just roses growing wild in every direction, and me, finally letting my guard down.

I didn't plan for any of this. The petals just started following me—catching on my sleeve, settling where I sat, tangling loosely around my wrists without me noticing until it was too late to care. Somewhere between the vines and the ground, I stopped holding myself together the way I usually do.

There's a version of me that only exists here. Not the one who's three moves ahead, not the one everyone expects to have it figured out. Just someone quietly falling apart in the best possible way, surrounded by more softness than he knows what to do with.

If you've been wondering what's underneath the Black Swordsman when no one's watching, you're looking at it now.

桐人：靜謐時刻裡綻放的一切 🥀⚔

我是偶然找到這個地方的，那時我在追尋的不是出口，而是安靜。

沒有人談論戰鬥結束後會發生什麼事——當劍終於靜止，再也沒有什麼需要計算的時候。在這裡，沒有威脅需要判讀，沒有下一步需要規劃。只有玫瑰朝著每個方向野生蔓延，還有我，終於卸下了防備。

我沒有計劃過這一切。花瓣就這樣開始跟著我——勾在袖口上，落在我坐著的地方，鬆鬆地纏上我的手腕，直到我察覺時早已來不及在意。就在藤蔓與地面之間的某處，我不再像平常那樣把自己拼裝完整。

有一個版本的我，只存在於這裡。不是那個總是領先三步的人，不是那個大家期待著早已想清楚一切的人。只是一個安靜地、以最好的方式崩解著的人，被多到他不知該如何應付的柔軟包圍著。

如果你曾好奇，當沒人看著的時候，黑色劍士底下藏著什麼——你現在正看著答案。