1 Time alone? (Training) Thu Sep 05, 2013 10:42 pm
Ukiyo
Dead
Blades bow to feet, to paws; the meek
Spread far, are weak, yet large.
Docile Green, lush yet lean, bends to the will of the heavy.
Under the pressure, weakened by weather, the grass finds its voice
And calls me.
Ukiyo stood beneath her tree, pacing back and forth nervously. She had just received news of recent instability between the neighboring villages and the possibility of war. War, eh? Ukiyo closed her eyes and sat against the tree, considering what war would entail. Hundreds dead, villages left in ruins, man killing man. So...so...efficient. Her mouth curled into a petite grin. No...I shouldn't think that way. But...I don't know. I can't shake this feeling. Ukiyo's grin receded and she shook her head, then raised her hand to her mouth and began biting her nails. I keep feeling like...like its...or like something's...necessary? I don't know. I always thought protecting them was my first priority, and it still is...but does it really have to come to war? That can't be the only solution. There has to be a way...we can live in peace with them. Somehow, at some point, there has to be peace. Right? No. There has to be... How long have they existed? How long have they thrived on our suffering? Too long...but they still have time to change... Do you really believe that? Do you really believe they can change? I...I don't know. I don't know. Do what you must. Ukiyo's hand shook as she bit her nails, and she was tearing slightly. She truly didn't know what she was going to do. What's that supposed to mean? I know what i have to do...but you know I can't do it. You know why I can't do it. It isn't time yet, maybe it will never be time. Maybe they will change. They won't. You know it. I don't have the slightest clue, how could I? Because we do. We've been here for millennium, and the tale of man has never changed. Ukiyo's eyes opened wide at the voices telling her this. Why should I believe you? You're clearly bias. You're clearly going to say whatever it takes to push me to do...things. Why should I believe a word from you?! Because you know us better than that. You know our plea, you know our history. You've seen it through your own eyes, and you cannot deny the things you've seen Ukiyo. That may be true but...war...does it really have to come to war? The war has been waging for millennium, Ukiyo. You know that as well as we do. You have felt our pain, you know our struggle. Your feelings for these humans is nothing more than pity. To pity ones responsible for genocide; is that really what you stand for? I stand for life...so no. But can you really call it genocide? Life must consume life, that is the natural order of things. You know that is not the case. To massacre countless lives for the sake of progress is not the natural order of things. Ukiyo clenched her free hand into a fist. Tears escaped her eyes and rolled down her cheeks as she began panting. I know...I know. But, I can't. How could I? You are not alone, Ukiyo. Let us assist you. Together, we can right the wrongs of so many generations. Ukiyo stood up, wiping the tears from her face. I need more time... you know that. Even together, we are years away from realizing our dreams. 'Our' dreams... you used to call it that long ago. Shortly after your parents died... She tore off a large section of her finger nail, making her cuticles bleed. She drew a kunai, looking at her reflection in the blade. Together, we will accomplish great things, Ukiyo...
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Spread far, are weak, yet large.
Docile Green, lush yet lean, bends to the will of the heavy.
Under the pressure, weakened by weather, the grass finds its voice
And calls me.
Ukiyo stood beneath her tree, pacing back and forth nervously. She had just received news of recent instability between the neighboring villages and the possibility of war. War, eh? Ukiyo closed her eyes and sat against the tree, considering what war would entail. Hundreds dead, villages left in ruins, man killing man. So...so...efficient. Her mouth curled into a petite grin. No...I shouldn't think that way. But...I don't know. I can't shake this feeling. Ukiyo's grin receded and she shook her head, then raised her hand to her mouth and began biting her nails. I keep feeling like...like its...or like something's...necessary? I don't know. I always thought protecting them was my first priority, and it still is...but does it really have to come to war? That can't be the only solution. There has to be a way...we can live in peace with them. Somehow, at some point, there has to be peace. Right? No. There has to be... How long have they existed? How long have they thrived on our suffering? Too long...but they still have time to change... Do you really believe that? Do you really believe they can change? I...I don't know. I don't know. Do what you must. Ukiyo's hand shook as she bit her nails, and she was tearing slightly. She truly didn't know what she was going to do. What's that supposed to mean? I know what i have to do...but you know I can't do it. You know why I can't do it. It isn't time yet, maybe it will never be time. Maybe they will change. They won't. You know it. I don't have the slightest clue, how could I? Because we do. We've been here for millennium, and the tale of man has never changed. Ukiyo's eyes opened wide at the voices telling her this. Why should I believe you? You're clearly bias. You're clearly going to say whatever it takes to push me to do...things. Why should I believe a word from you?! Because you know us better than that. You know our plea, you know our history. You've seen it through your own eyes, and you cannot deny the things you've seen Ukiyo. That may be true but...war...does it really have to come to war? The war has been waging for millennium, Ukiyo. You know that as well as we do. You have felt our pain, you know our struggle. Your feelings for these humans is nothing more than pity. To pity ones responsible for genocide; is that really what you stand for? I stand for life...so no. But can you really call it genocide? Life must consume life, that is the natural order of things. You know that is not the case. To massacre countless lives for the sake of progress is not the natural order of things. Ukiyo clenched her free hand into a fist. Tears escaped her eyes and rolled down her cheeks as she began panting. I know...I know. But, I can't. How could I? You are not alone, Ukiyo. Let us assist you. Together, we can right the wrongs of so many generations. Ukiyo stood up, wiping the tears from her face. I need more time... you know that. Even together, we are years away from realizing our dreams. 'Our' dreams... you used to call it that long ago. Shortly after your parents died... She tore off a large section of her finger nail, making her cuticles bleed. She drew a kunai, looking at her reflection in the blade. Together, we will accomplish great things, Ukiyo...
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