WAR [A Samurai's tale]

[Khalil]

An ancient war between two samurai clans takes place. The Fights are merciless, The battle grounds covered in blood and the bodies of fighters from both side. The Taigi Clan & The Matsumoro Clan Engage Figting

[Nightra]

Rysi

A battle is like a painting once all is still. The blood that stained the earth glowing with the sun. The splash of color appearing here and there from bodies of the victims on the ground. It all holding a peaceful but yet deadly appearance. Everything seems like it will last forever as any painting does. The sight after a glorious dance of blood, the sight that haunts so many. It is not the battle that you fear, how can you when there is no time to think. It is the after mass, the sight of this that burns into your skull to forever stay. My eyes traveled over just a sight, a sight of so much death but life at the same time. The warmth of scarlet blood sticking to my flesh as I just stood there overlooking the scene. Suddenly figures curled around my ankle and I looked down a small frown appeared on my lips, the moment that was so nice was ruined because one prop so to say moved. Looking to the face of a beaten frighten boy no older them me, his lips mouthing the world Help. I just looked to him for a few more seconds before I pulled from his grip and turned to face him. Sword was brought up over the man and then down, slicing threw the neck. He flinched some, let out a gargling grunt like sound and fell silent and still. Smiling now, the peace of this scene had return. Ah it was so nice, everything so still and silent. But tomorrow was a new day, tomorrow I will paint another scene to bask in after the day. Oh I wonder how many they will send this time, How many would try and pass this field. Turning I looked behind me, no more then 200 soldiers where there. We had started with 300 now it was down to 200 since it had been close to a month of this. This Field was at the mouth of a Pass, only one way in and that was threw us. It was funny really, me being here. I belonged to neither of the clans that fought this war. I am a loner, here to fight this war for I wanted to. I lived by the sword, fought for it and for myself I guess. A small Sigh was given as I stood there knowing the Time of the Taigi Clan holding this land would not last much longer.