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Chapter 3 To wake-up in a pitch black room and in complete silence must make you think your dead well that what our samurai thought until he realized that he opened some of his wounds and they began to bleed again. A soft voice came from the darkness telling him to relax. Which he did anyways, he had all ready came to terms with death and didn't care if the voice was friend or foe should it kill him it would only be helping him free him from his pain both past and present. The voice was the voice of a woman it came close to him and began to change his wrappings. He asked the voice who she was and where he is and what happened. She told him h

Neko woke early the next morning to the rising sun. He stretched out his arm and legs, his ears, sides and tail. The sun was coming up behind the East Mountains lightening up the mountains, beautifully sweeping across the hills like waves on an ocean shore. The birds began to sing when Neko heard a distant cry of pain and despair. Neko listened closely searching for the source of the cries. Finding the direction he ran toward them arriving quickly at the location. He found a Samari hurt in a strength battle, close to death. The Samari's back was leaning against a boulder, sword drawn, ready to fight his final warriors? battle. Neko realized t

Year 178 WP      He's sitting on a hill near by his house under his favorite tree. He's just sitting there under the setting sun letting the wind blow across his face and body. He loves sitting there, he has sat there many times before so he could think, read, and dream. While sitting and thinking he says "This is a beautiful sunset" and a voice from above says "yes it is" ,it was Mellissa, a girl from the other side of town, and then from around the tree he heard "I wouldn't know" that was Annie a sweet girl from down the road a little ways ( about 6-7 houses down). He says back "Well that's cuz your not looking" she laughs and says "unhuh

Prolog Peace, an ideal, a dream of those who wish to rule absolutely and of those who believe in the greatness of there race or the absolute belief and the resolve to die for that belief. The ideal of absolute can change from person to person each one making it there own but when enough time goes by it can become the towns ideal and grow to town to town till u have a whole country believing in that ideal but its not always peaceful the ideal of absolute peace when you've been told for so long that this is right all else becomes wrong and your world becomes jaded with war, death, pain, and sorrow the absolute becomes nothing but a dream till