The Wind is Howling... (Travel)
Sept 26, 2017 17:04:28 GMT -7
Post by Hoarfrost Imp on Sept 26, 2017 17:04:28 GMT -7
Robes drawn tight, Rahael trudged with her compass, world map, the map of Kumo, a tanto dagger, Kopis short sword, her sounding blade, Tessaga and gas mask with an E fliter slotted in hanging from her waist. She knew the way to those lands, the lands where her ladyship and company had been turned away by a mighty Raikou Raikage years ago. That is where she went now.
Catching a boat she named off her destination, paid off a few coins and rode atop the ocean possibly for the last time. It was beautiful out here but she was to broken inside to appreciate it. Even with the sun reflecting back at her she knew her journey was one with fatal possibilities and and even lower chance of peace.
It was in those moments she thought of the man from Kusa, Aimi and how he'd shown her to not be a monster but it never stuck and now here she was... rattling her cage again.
-Move to Lightning please-
Catching a boat she named off her destination, paid off a few coins and rode atop the ocean possibly for the last time. It was beautiful out here but she was to broken inside to appreciate it. Even with the sun reflecting back at her she knew her journey was one with fatal possibilities and and even lower chance of peace.
It was in those moments she thought of the man from Kusa, Aimi and how he'd shown her to not be a monster but it never stuck and now here she was... rattling her cage again.
-Move to Lightning please-
