Suno travel
Mar 10, 2015 18:33:54 GMT -7
Post by suno on Mar 10, 2015 18:33:54 GMT -7
The 13 year old boy left his village gates and started down the road on his own adventure. He hadn't ever left the village before, but he found himself wanting adventure and training. He wanted to live a little and see the sites. He had been doing really well recently. He had done a bit of training, he had done several missions for his village. But now, he wanted to see the world. Not as a run away ninja of course. But simply wanted to go and train for a few days. He had this urge, this guiding force drawing himself outside the village. He didn't know where he was going, but he knew he would know when he got there.
He traveled along the rainy road. The road was made of concrete for the first couple miles outside the village, and slowly turned into dirt. The city, and the noise and people slowly fell away. Before he knew it, on both sides he was surrounded by the lush grasses of his country. It was a grassland jungle. Trees scatted across the country side. Off in the distance, he could see a Forrest. but it was far and out of his way. The sun slowly began its climb to the high point, before falling back toward the earth.
Along the roadside, he could see a sign. he rushed forward to read what it said. He couldn't see where he was, but the road actually split off into two different directions. The sign named a city off in one direction, and the other direction, the sign said was the Land of fire. His home land. Well maybe not his, but the homeland of his people. He felt the draw pulling him that way. Looking behind him, he saw no one following. Rushing forward, he headed toward the land of fire. Home of the Leaf village.
"If I hurry, I can make it to the boarder by night fall." He smiled. In the dark he worked best. He would be almost impossible to beat in his mind. As the the darkness grew in on him, he could see more and more trees coming together. They were getting larger and wider. Bigger and stronger. Before he knew it, in the dark, under the moonlight, he crossed from the Land of rain, Into the country of fire.
He traveled along the rainy road. The road was made of concrete for the first couple miles outside the village, and slowly turned into dirt. The city, and the noise and people slowly fell away. Before he knew it, on both sides he was surrounded by the lush grasses of his country. It was a grassland jungle. Trees scatted across the country side. Off in the distance, he could see a Forrest. but it was far and out of his way. The sun slowly began its climb to the high point, before falling back toward the earth.
Along the roadside, he could see a sign. he rushed forward to read what it said. He couldn't see where he was, but the road actually split off into two different directions. The sign named a city off in one direction, and the other direction, the sign said was the Land of fire. His home land. Well maybe not his, but the homeland of his people. He felt the draw pulling him that way. Looking behind him, he saw no one following. Rushing forward, he headed toward the land of fire. Home of the Leaf village.
"If I hurry, I can make it to the boarder by night fall." He smiled. In the dark he worked best. He would be almost impossible to beat in his mind. As the the darkness grew in on him, he could see more and more trees coming together. They were getting larger and wider. Bigger and stronger. Before he knew it, in the dark, under the moonlight, he crossed from the Land of rain, Into the country of fire.