Our peaceful contemplation following our Hallow’s Eve feast was interrupted. Not, as one would expect, by a knock on the door, but by a forceful bursting in of the door. A black clad figure, masked, except for his eyes, came whirling into the room, swinging frightful blades. He was followed by a black clad figure with wizened white hair and beard – his Sensei, I would imagine.
Now I understand his refusal to cut his hair!