Reflections:  Hino Rei

    She was the first thing I ever saw in fire.
    I was a child, just learning how to see,
    and she shone so brightly, in my heart
    I named her Tsuki-no-neesan, sister of the moon.
    I saw her many times after that, strong and brave
    and beautiful in the heart of the fire;
    I told the silent image all my secrets,
    and she became my sister, my friend, my hero.
    I set myself to become like her,
    strong and brave, so I would be worthy to meet her.

    Is it any wonder I didn't recognize her at first?
    This clumsy coward, my Tsuki-no-neesan?
    But I have seen her in her strength, sometimes,
    when she can be bothered to remember it.
    My hero, my sister, my childhood friend...
    I swear, I will yet make her worthy of herself.