Chapter 6:
Sakura Flower Of Shadow,Blade of New Light.
My instinct is to panic.
To try and fight off this attacker and move away from them all but I do not.
I recall vividly a day not too long after we arrived at the Takanori home a teaching lesson from the men there who told me a secret to surviving against foes as there type are.
Play dead,the same Lady Takanori-San taught me.
Also there was a night that I could not sleep and I saw The Warrior training and he saw the healing but dark bruises I still had from the days before when we first met(this time anyway).
I test out there actions now,I go completely limp in this creatures arms,I take not that they do not breathe at all and that I do not even here a heartbeat,the creature seems to exude no extra strength in carrying me so I sense my action has failed.
Next I try what The Warrior told me to do.
"When someone larger than you grabs you from behind and lifts you over your shoulder like so-"He lifted me as this creature lifts me now though my fear level was far less so with him."Where do you see an opening?"
I don't know if this will work but I punch into his liver and hard as I can do it I do so,the effect was not as he had described though.
The creatures side where I punched burst like it had been a balloon and out of it is a stream of golden insects with jade jewels on there backs with thin spiderweb like wings.
The creature screams and we both tumble,the bag over my head placed by the scared warrior falls of as we tumble,I hadn't known where we were but now I see we were on a hill and we are making much haste rolling down it.
I hear the scared man rage at the warriors which turn to where we tumble,now that we have finally landed after hitting virtually every branch yet somehow I live is a miracle by GOD,and I see them all leap down then wings appear from there backs like the wings on the insects but larger and with points at there tips.
I run then,feeling no way other than that will work because I think they are some kind of undead or cursed or sick....somethings.My feet race past many branches and fallen timber that the warriors for the loyalists have been using to rebuild with and I see nothing familiar at all in my sight."How far did they take me?!"I moan in spite of myself,knowing full well I should simply move anywhere and fast.
Suddenly though...
The world becomes black.
My eyes fight to adjust and I try to use my hands but I can't feel anything either."What is happening?!?"I start to cry and pinch myself for it.
No.
NO.
I am not going to keep crying and trying to stay out and hope it ends.
Okay,I can not see and I can not feel(freaking me out so much)but I can still hear and smell.I decide to crawl on all fours and listen with my head to the ground.
I hear a soft rushing like a river is just before me but before the world went black i saw nothing but darkening woods,I smell the smell of morning rain and can't feel to notice if it is so.
"Please GOD,help me...."I pray and keep crawling and listening to my best ability and I feel a strong ache In my head that makes a migraine seem like a stumped toe in comparison.
Similar to what I felt when I first had the vision of The Warriors past.
This time my eyes are flooded with extreme white like the whiteouts I heard stories of,and my hands and fingers feel every pebble,every under the snow piece of dying grass and the snow is a level of cold that I had not known anyone could take but the rest of me feels warm like I had a fire by my side.
I look around me to see a vision of a chilly river with a snow covered walking path leading to an arch that has a word written over and over on every inch of it,I am trying to swallow down my fear as I can't hear or smell now but I rise still praying,still trying to fight.
The word is this:
Choice.
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