ovua monsiuer. [o] Sept 7, 2011 17:28:59 GMT -8
Post by chiatsuki on Sept 7, 2011 17:28:59 GMT -8
♩ ♫ ♪ ♬ the sonata
IIC: 24 Hours.
It was beautiful. The way the moon hit the plains of iwa at the corners of the earthen ridge blessing me with a feeling of hope as my heels dug into the clay that surrounded me. My golden hair would become pushed back by the cool night air as I stood at the plateaus peak with nothing but dust and rock around me in slated platform. My hands falling loosely to my sides with no weapons to aid me for this venture I’d set myself upon. If it weren’t for the many inquiries I’d faced in my lifetime I would have not been the person I was now – standing here upon this barren stable overviewing my families compound. I would make a name for them – even if it meant dying in its purpose. The gaps within my fingers would soon close as the thought of death rung a bad note within my ear making me gripe my fists.
I knew in my heart that we were all destined to die one day from the restrictions us shinobi’s pursued in order to become truly free. I have no restrictions – and dare not ever look for any. My mind raced on the tracks of curiosity pondering my sole purpose in life yet I could only see the track keep going and going; never-ending. It’s motion never stopped as the sound of chimes rang within the background – a lovely lady singing her wish within a podium just ahead of me within this vision of lust. Her figure too seemed to keep moving away from my reach – her voice resembled that of my sisters. Tears rolled down my eyes as the moment swept my thought away bringing me back to my own reality. My face resembling regret and hatred as the thought subdued.
There were many prisons in this world – one being an un-socialist economy. I was once apart of a great team. There were only three of us in total but our group leader was one of the greatest people I’d ever met. Aekya Minoto. She was someone with polite prowess who could kill without shedding a single tear yet held the utmost respect for those she cared about. I longed for that feeling of togetherness and is why I’d given myself the time to come up here. It was a training ground for shinobi like me who held no bounds and gave no worry to the outside life we all lived. It were my intentions of meeting someone here in hopes of forming an alliance. Only then would the gaps in my heart seemingly fade away as the connection I’d once lost would become one again.