Her free hand slid downward his blade, grazed one of his tines, and pressed the bloody tip of her finger to his main blade. She tasted of water: bright, bubbling laughter; mirror-smooth serenity; sorrowful rain; and, tucked away where almost no one could see, chill and hungry depths, relentless in their patience. Do we have a bargain?

... oh, this fits Sara so well too. *__*

I love this universe of yours. It's already epic in the manga, but the way you draw on the plot mysteries and weave them with canon makes it ten times better.