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 Posted: Fri Mar 13, 2009 5:27 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 13, 2009 8:02 pm
Uki woke with a start, heart hammering as she wimpers, twisting until she could pull the scratchy blanket off of her face where it had rode up during her nightmare. The girl turned her head, staring around her at the dark and unfamiliar surroundings, rubbing at her eyes fuzzily until she could make out a floor covered in vague shapes, and sharp-angled shadows shoved up against the wall.
This isn’t home…where am I?
She sat up with a bolt, her nightmare-panic reasserting itself as she took a second look. The shapes around her on the floor moved slightly, a constant soft rustle. The light in the room slowly began to increase, making the shadows shift and jump as things grew outlined in the pale silver coming through the windows.
The moon…
As the light increased, memory started flooding back. The strange man. The flash of the metal blade. Blood. Falling into darkness.
”DADDY!”
One of the closest shapes shifted, blanket shifting to show the sleeping face of her father. Uki lifts one hand to her chest, taking a few deep, shuddering breaths as she tried to calm down. She remembered where they were. Setsushi, and the udon-ya. Not home, but safe.
Considering for a moment, Uki stands up, grabbing one end of her blankets and dragging it over a few feet before lying back down and slowly drifting back to sleep. Shortly, her soft breathing slowed as she fell back into her dreams, one small hand grasping the corner of her father’s blanket.
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 3:01 pm
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