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| Kamaitachi | May 11 2006, 12:43 AM |
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Chapter 4 He had always been fascinated by the moon. His pale grey eyes reflected the ever mysterious moonlight that he had been studying for hours. The shafts of light that so gently pierced his mind seemed to drift over the very clouds of his mind. A dainty hand held a bell between two slender fingers. Between the crease of the bell, a single string slipped out with a faint chime. With an almost imperceptible flick, he used the string to turn off the light. The string receded into its holder immediately afterwards. Sighing, the man leaned against the balcony of his apartment balcony, staring at the moon, wishing for destiny to undo itself. "...this was never my wish...to die fighting for cause I don't care for." he straightned up slowly, pulling back his hair and gently wrapping a hair tie onto it, forming a ponytail that fell to his shoulderblades. He gazed longingly up at the moon again "you up there...you have no cares...but all you do is watch as we muddle lazily beneath you. I envy you." He turned and retreated into his small apartment. He leaned down to brush off his jeans before grabbing a leather jacket to wear over his white t-shirt. "I suppose it's time to go." The strange man began his slow walk through the streets, gingerly avoiding contact with people in every regard. He got many stares from men and women alike...all of them wondering if he was a potential lover. How delicate he seemed...a small, slender man weaving gracefully through crowds and crowds of people. He kept his unmoving eyes to the ground, it was a wonder he ran into nothing. "Stringmaster Kamaitachi?" a voice sounded in his head "It is time to gather. Beneath Raven Co's headquarters. You know where to go." Kamai only sighed in assent and continued the direction he was walking "As you wish, Master Reaver." |
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