FOR MY FATHER I WILL AVENGE THEM ALL She had trouble finding this lantern, but still discovered it's location off instinct and pure heart. She was caught in the midst of a forest, the trees around it burned to a crisp and stone ruins surrounded what should have been where the temple was. It was one of the more respected shrines she believed. She bowed her head in respects to the great god that was honored without their name. She had begun to learn more and more about her nameless god. Of which, Chisu named her. "Honorable, Nameless." Chisu would take a single match and place it inside of the single stone lantern. It was ceremonial for her to light the lantern when the god was spoken to. "I humbly await my death so you may rise from my ashen body." She bowed her head again before kneeling onto her pillow. She pressed her head against the dirt before the shrine. She hoped others would be able to understand the reason for such a place. She looked at the shrine, all of the letters and symbols seen and protected, but of something she had seen before but hadn't understood. "Perhaps I will be in your debt soon enough." She arose, the blood dripping from her back. She would not stand to wait any longer. Where had her spirit gone? (/exit)
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A SHRINE IN NOTHING (無名)
Sun Apr 08, 2018 6:57 am
Sun Apr 08, 2018 7:29 am
Rishi had figured that the time had finally come for her to come and do this. It had been so long that she couldn't even remember if she had done it before or not, and that meant it was way too long. She would have to come and pray to the almighty gods again, and hopefully all of her worries would slowly fade away into nothingness. She had wished things could happen so easily like that sometimes, like things could just go away. Things in her life didn't seem to work like that though. Things always had to be hard for some reason, everything never went according to plan. Maybe today the gods would grant her the gift of forgiveness and let her finally start over, give her a new slot. She lit the candle and placed her offering on the ground, letting her knees rest on the pillow that had waited for her. She let her head hang down and her hands lock together, silently praying to the gods, alone in complete seclusion. Something about the place was nice, but as she got up and blew out the candle, she could smell blood. It was there, yes but it wasn't fresh. She didn't want to get distracted, so she finished up and left, hoping for a new tomorrow.
Word Count: 219
Notes: Let's all be friends, ne?
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