sakujo does not know where she came from do a point of insanity that ripped her memories from her soul. the extreme loneliness in life caused this great breaking point. the last day she remembers, she was naked, cold, and alone, as most people are at birth. the only thing she was aware of was a stick in her left hand no larger than a pencil. comfortable with holding it, she wandered the lands unseen until she came upon a village. this poor village had few people and few resources, but they had enough to share with her. given clothing and food, she was taken in by an old woman. "That's quite a stick you got there." Looking down at her left hand, sakujo wondered at how the stick had grown into a staff, higher than her waist, but thin enough to have a firm grip on.
after a full night of comfortable sleep, sakujo awakened to an empty village. no traces had been left of even the town dog. had they run away? did they sense something in her that she couldnt sense herself? why did loneliness have to follow her everywhere. it was a dreadful companion. hoping to lose the loneliness, she set off with her new clothes and enlarged staff, and ran into the woods, hoping to out run loneliness. as she ran, she gripped her staff and pummeled at the ground with her bare feet. the staff expanded and cracks ripped though the ground with each pad of the foot. she'd left the trail of an earthquake behind her. her staff had flattened and widened itself out and she lost contact with it. as she let it go, it continued to glide through the air. realizing an opportunity, she jumped on its flat top and balanced her way through the woods. she'd continued to glide until it lost momentum. it landed in this village, this village filled with powerful people that knew of despair in their lives. her gliding board had returned to its pencil sized self and she picked it up and explored her new home.
Wed May 27, 2009 8:07 pm by 
Subject: loneliness' companion 
