|
Youko sat under an old oak tree. Looking up at the evening sky as her cold, lifeless eyes closed. She thought about her past as she fell asleep. She dreamed of her mother, holding her close while she cried. Eventually, she fell into a deep sleep, and her dream grew.
A young Youko sat in a corner, crying. She was covered in blood as her cuts bled more. She did not cry from the pain, but from the site she saw. Her mother was also covered in blood. Her father held a knife. It looked like it was dipped in blood. Youko's mother, bleeding heavily with every inch she moved, crawled over to her daughter, She embraced her tightly as she cried. Her father looked at them both and then stabbed his own wife in the heart with the knife. Within a second, Youko was released from her mothers embrace. Youko stood up, bleeding more. Her once kind eyes were now filled with hatered. She looked at her so called father and, with one swift movment, killed her father. She was covered with his and her own blood as she stood there. She stopped crying, and her wounds continued to bleed.
Youko woke up after her dream had ended, and sighed. She looked at her scare covered hand and smiled. Knowing that dream she had just had, was real. She looked up at the sky, as it was now dawn and then stood up. As she stood up, she grabbed her sword and then walked toward the river. Wondering if she could find something interesting to do.
 Mistress_Dark_Korigashine · Tue Mar 28, 2006 @ 10:54pm · 5 Comments |
