RubyRubia
09-15-2006, 12:12 AM
Hiya people of the VMK Forums! :D I've decided to make my 3rd story here in the story forum, hopefully it will survive unlikes the others. XD This story was inspired by animes. I am also very sorry if the Japanese names are inaccurate. I was searching all over the Internet for them. >_<
Chapter 1- Path of the Blossoms
Wind blew through the loops of my crimson bow.
Spring had arrived early this year, and cherry blossoms were springing up all over the hills and valleys of my village. I looked over the never-ending landscape, surronded by a rich, green mountain top peeking over the bottom of a romantic sunset. The name of the little girl, sitting on a chunk of earth, otherwise known as me, was Feisu.
I've always had this confusion somewhere in my heart, longing some kind of love or warmth. Thoughts were rearranging in my mind, reminding me I was a motherless child on the loose. At the time of my birth, it was quiet and peaceful, like a slow stream running through the woods at night. I don't know why, but my mother left me in the quiet woods to learn how to adapt myself. I don't remember her coming back ever again, but I was longing to be in her presence once more.
I always seem to have this small garland of flowers in my dress pocket to accompany me on my journeys. It is probably the last thing my mother gave to me. White blossoms, red wildflowers, and small sunflowers make up the garland.
A few weeks ago I decided to go on a journey I knew I would never forget. To others it might seem like an impossible task, but for me I know I can accomplish it. The journey was to find my mother once and for all. All I know is that this path of blossoms leads me somewhere, somewhere mystical and unseen.. it was like they were beckoning me to go on this journey. I lifted up a small handful of flowers, sniffed them gently, and said, " Just for my luck. "
More coming soon, hopefully..;)
Ru Ru~
Chapter 1- Path of the Blossoms
Wind blew through the loops of my crimson bow.
Spring had arrived early this year, and cherry blossoms were springing up all over the hills and valleys of my village. I looked over the never-ending landscape, surronded by a rich, green mountain top peeking over the bottom of a romantic sunset. The name of the little girl, sitting on a chunk of earth, otherwise known as me, was Feisu.
I've always had this confusion somewhere in my heart, longing some kind of love or warmth. Thoughts were rearranging in my mind, reminding me I was a motherless child on the loose. At the time of my birth, it was quiet and peaceful, like a slow stream running through the woods at night. I don't know why, but my mother left me in the quiet woods to learn how to adapt myself. I don't remember her coming back ever again, but I was longing to be in her presence once more.
I always seem to have this small garland of flowers in my dress pocket to accompany me on my journeys. It is probably the last thing my mother gave to me. White blossoms, red wildflowers, and small sunflowers make up the garland.
A few weeks ago I decided to go on a journey I knew I would never forget. To others it might seem like an impossible task, but for me I know I can accomplish it. The journey was to find my mother once and for all. All I know is that this path of blossoms leads me somewhere, somewhere mystical and unseen.. it was like they were beckoning me to go on this journey. I lifted up a small handful of flowers, sniffed them gently, and said, " Just for my luck. "
More coming soon, hopefully..;)
Ru Ru~