It was dusk, a cool breeze danced across the long grass of the field, they seemed to dance in a way as they quietly swayed with the breeze. Ryoko seemed to be throwing a dagger in the air and catching it by the handle. She seemed unusually calm today.
Ryoko walked in the dim light of the dusk light. She hummed quietly to herself, she hadn’t been out in awhile Fossil had been quiet busy lately, so the werewolf needed a bit of a breather.
She caught the dagger one more time, but accidentally caught it by the blade. She gave a exstperated sigh that seemed to be filled with pain. She used her other hand and put the dagger back in her scabbard. “Probably shouldn’t have done that” Ryoko sighed with a small laugh.
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Howling ghosts they reappear, In mountains that are stacked with fear
Through pain, through fear, through darkness and death, I will always stay with you