Liar, liar (Open)
Jul 28, 2019 16:35:45 GMT -5
Post by solna on Jul 28, 2019 16:35:45 GMT -5
Kyoto
Hiking was one of Kyoto's least favorite activities. She just hiked and hiked and hiked. Nothing was worse. She slowed her stride as a rather large tree appeared in front of her. Kyoto tilted her head. No tree was that large. "Unless Mother Nature blessed this tree. But what's so special about a large tree?" The dark blue wolf sped up, walking closer towards to tree. As she neared, the runes became clearer. They reminded her of the fire inside of her. The fire, seeming to hear it's name being called, grew brighter. Kyoto's eye twitched. She was alone, she reminded herself. The fire didn't seem happy with that response, yet stayed quiet.
She starred at the runes on the tree, with no particular thought in mind. The tree seemed to produce a calming aura around her. She relished in it, knowing nothing about her true nature is calm. It was it's own wolf trapped inside her heart. She, after being thrown out of everything she knew into the open world, relaxed. She forgot why she doesn't do this a lot.
She suddenly remembered.
She tensed, feeling warm all over, despite the cold winter. The fire traveled up her spine, tempting her sanity. She fought it back down and into the archives of her mind, where most things were nowadays.
Except for hiking. She still hates that as much as she hates most things. She focused back on the tree, slightly shaken. "Why am I the victim?" She thought. In her twisted mind, she was the victim. But, it seemed fate disagreed, because a branch snapped and fell right beside her. She didn't flinch, but was surprised. Kyoto walked away from her spot to the other side of the tree and plopped down.
She was the victim. And she will get her revenge on every breathing thing that doubts her. She will kill those who don't respect her. She will make this peaceful place sing in it's own blood.
Hiking was one of Kyoto's least favorite activities. She just hiked and hiked and hiked. Nothing was worse. She slowed her stride as a rather large tree appeared in front of her. Kyoto tilted her head. No tree was that large. "Unless Mother Nature blessed this tree. But what's so special about a large tree?" The dark blue wolf sped up, walking closer towards to tree. As she neared, the runes became clearer. They reminded her of the fire inside of her. The fire, seeming to hear it's name being called, grew brighter. Kyoto's eye twitched. She was alone, she reminded herself. The fire didn't seem happy with that response, yet stayed quiet.
She starred at the runes on the tree, with no particular thought in mind. The tree seemed to produce a calming aura around her. She relished in it, knowing nothing about her true nature is calm. It was it's own wolf trapped inside her heart. She, after being thrown out of everything she knew into the open world, relaxed. She forgot why she doesn't do this a lot.
She suddenly remembered.
She tensed, feeling warm all over, despite the cold winter. The fire traveled up her spine, tempting her sanity. She fought it back down and into the archives of her mind, where most things were nowadays.
Except for hiking. She still hates that as much as she hates most things. She focused back on the tree, slightly shaken. "Why am I the victim?" She thought. In her twisted mind, she was the victim. But, it seemed fate disagreed, because a branch snapped and fell right beside her. She didn't flinch, but was surprised. Kyoto walked away from her spot to the other side of the tree and plopped down.
She was the victim. And she will get her revenge on every breathing thing that doubts her. She will kill those who don't respect her. She will make this peaceful place sing in it's own blood.
