Osore Sat Oct 31, 2009 7:18 am
Feel’s like It all Began, just yesterday……
An obscure figure swayed like a ghost, between the Decimated Building’s. This area had once been a Robust and yet peaceful Resort for many to live, and now? Now it had turned unto a place where snakes and Dirt collected, a disgusting Scar upon the face of the Earth, something that could not be Removed even by force.
Yet, it held significant sentimental concentrated power upon 2 Human beings. This story was yet to unfold upon an Epic constitution between a brethren relationship. It felt cold, it felt dirty. Yet, a perfect Grave to sleep upon, a perfect Hole to lay down and slumber to. Perhaps his Parent’s would forgive him? … Or perhaps Curse him to all eternity, and observe how his own Flesh rot’s in the chains of Redemption.
I still remember, that I would never turn unto something as this…….but Indeed to protect him….I had to take such extremes… ergh.!
An ache began to concentrate within the Ribcage, soon the Flesh began to scream for help, for a way to Stop this pain. From within a pocket, the long boned fingered hand Retrieved a small container, within laid capsules that could clearly Prolong his life. Thus taking a few of them, the Stranger had moved himself further within the Broken Down Village. Witnessing…. So many broken promises… indeed he felt Fractured.
Reaching Within the Main hall, the place where the Meeting’s between the Uchiha leader’s took place, those Same Crimson Orb’s with sleeping Hate , observed the Wooden throne, yes. Indeed a perfected area to allow his tired body to lay rest, a few hour’s left. Thus step by step, he came closer to that Same Throne, looking to his left side. A tall Mirror stood proud and strong, not even a crack. Magnificent, how time had no power above such Structure.
Thus his path was diverted, his feet led him closer to that Same Mirror, thus there He stood. Gazing without cease, solitude indeed was Bittersweet. This world Created so many walls, so many Distractions. This Clan fell unto such disgrace
This Isn’t me…..I use to say….
Raising his long boned fingered hand, the Uchiha , felt the cold touch of this Window, the coldness that separated his heart from his Brother. Why…. it felt so cold… it felt so lonely… how he wished to lay down and never awake. For within his mind, he knew he had been dead for so long. His brother would never achieve comprehension to Forsake the past and forgive him.
Thus this would be a last encounter, soon the Skies above felt the Sadness and core Depression of this Man, a single man was able to Make the Hazel Cloud’s shed their Lacrymosa tears unto the Earth below. A blessing indeed. Thus, having nothing left, the Uchiha had made his way to the throne, where he would finally sit down.
Indeed he was a king, for the Ability he was able to wield, he took it to such extremes that none else could compare. A master of concentrated hate, soon this world would be able to witness, the Final Show down between himself, and his brother.
Soon…..
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