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The Oracle (Wisteria and Aloeswood) -- An InuYasha Fanfiction by Aruarian Dancer    Sesshoumaru raised his gaze as if to trace the faint scent that came to him just then.  A gentle breeze of mid autumn.  Carrying the scent of fallen leaves, the moisture from the morning frost, and a hint of the first snow in the mountains.  But what caught his attention was a scent from his youth, way back in the memories of his past, almost forgotten.  Until now.  The oddly familiar scent had him intrigued.    Where do I remember this from?  Who did it belong to?