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May. 10th, 2008 11:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8chaEveryone Musashi knew was dead. Everything Musashi had worked for was dead.
Seishikan was destroyed, Erina was dead, Mibu had died in his arms. Musashi had nothing, no one, left to live for. Resting his back against a tree Musashi stared up into the cloudless sky. He should not let himself get so depressed. Erina’s ashes lay beside him, the small girls body forever trapped now in a tiny gray jar. Erina would want to be laid to rest somewhere special, but Musashi had never known where that would be. He had never asked.
A warm wind blew by, rustling Musashi’s hair. Recalling some of her last words to him Musashi stood and opened the jar, tipping it downwards and letting the wind carry it off. “There aren’t only cold winds…” Musashi thought of Kojiro, and the Fuuma ninjas. He thought of how they fought for each other, and their strength.
Perhaps he would find another lone wolf like Mibu, in need of a friend.
Seishikan was destroyed, Erina was dead, Mibu had died in his arms. Musashi had nothing, no one, left to live for. Resting his back against a tree Musashi stared up into the cloudless sky. He should not let himself get so depressed. Erina’s ashes lay beside him, the small girls body forever trapped now in a tiny gray jar. Erina would want to be laid to rest somewhere special, but Musashi had never known where that would be. He had never asked.
A warm wind blew by, rustling Musashi’s hair. Recalling some of her last words to him Musashi stood and opened the jar, tipping it downwards and letting the wind carry it off. “There aren’t only cold winds…” Musashi thought of Kojiro, and the Fuuma ninjas. He thought of how they fought for each other, and their strength.
Perhaps he would find another lone wolf like Mibu, in need of a friend.
