The woods were alive with the cacophany of shrill squawking, loud roaring and of course, racous laughter. Bounding across the muddy grounds with light steps, Kijuro kept his eyes to the sky, spurred on by the endless amounts of adrenaline coursing through his veins. Over moldy fallen logs, under overbearing yet majestic stone arches; nature kept its steady hum of life all around him. A lone shadow passes from overhead, the glint of talons, sharp and tensed.
Bursting through the edges of the dense forestation, Kijuro skidded through a clearing. He exhaled lowly, cracking his neck as he took in a deep breath of the wild. The dull scent of fresh morning dew, the screeching of birds as they flew overhead, the unusual crackling of the air and the abnormal scent of ozone.
Emotions well up and immediately show on the boy's face, breaking through the seemingly calm facade he had just a few seconds ago. Quietly blinking, Kijuro merely observed this fascinating cycle of turmoil, the sounds of life pounding through his veins silenced by the ever growing white noise “So this is it, huh…” A low whine cuts through the field of tension in his mind, breaking Kijuro from his state of extreme concentration. The shining palace attracted him instantly. He was breathing in a haphazard manner and the mesmerizing view completely took over his body. It was like a drug that got him addicted and brought him the instantaneous inner peace like as if his soul had been pulled out of its cage.
“This looks amazing! I can only wonder how does the inside lo…”. As if a boulder fell on his head. He was left painfully frozen in time as he entered to be greeted by something that was completely different. “The fuck...Did I walk into a portal again or something…”. A couple of minutes have passed in Kijuro continuously walking inside and out just to be sure it's the same building. “Okay...This was shocking, but, what did I expect…”. Kijuro was wavering on the edge of consciousness, his mind numbing itself to his surroundings as it refused to register anything. What exactly was he doing? "I'm making a fool out of myself, that's what I'm doing!". With no true direction or aim in mind, he walked, a charismatic grin spread across his face whenever he would meet someone.
Bursting through the edges of the dense forestation, Kijuro skidded through a clearing. He exhaled lowly, cracking his neck as he took in a deep breath of the wild. The dull scent of fresh morning dew, the screeching of birds as they flew overhead, the unusual crackling of the air and the abnormal scent of ozone.
Emotions well up and immediately show on the boy's face, breaking through the seemingly calm facade he had just a few seconds ago. Quietly blinking, Kijuro merely observed this fascinating cycle of turmoil, the sounds of life pounding through his veins silenced by the ever growing white noise “So this is it, huh…” A low whine cuts through the field of tension in his mind, breaking Kijuro from his state of extreme concentration. The shining palace attracted him instantly. He was breathing in a haphazard manner and the mesmerizing view completely took over his body. It was like a drug that got him addicted and brought him the instantaneous inner peace like as if his soul had been pulled out of its cage.
“This looks amazing! I can only wonder how does the inside lo…”. As if a boulder fell on his head. He was left painfully frozen in time as he entered to be greeted by something that was completely different. “The fuck...Did I walk into a portal again or something…”. A couple of minutes have passed in Kijuro continuously walking inside and out just to be sure it's the same building. “Okay...This was shocking, but, what did I expect…”. Kijuro was wavering on the edge of consciousness, his mind numbing itself to his surroundings as it refused to register anything. What exactly was he doing? "I'm making a fool out of myself, that's what I'm doing!". With no true direction or aim in mind, he walked, a charismatic grin spread across his face whenever he would meet someone.