I sat in my room in front of a scroll laid out on my desk. The white paper smooth to the touch. I tried to write a poem.A poem to and about a friend. Though I could not find the right words to describe how I felt.
Dear friend,
Your voice is a breeze
Heightened degrees
blowing away the debris
this heart has felt loss
Yet hope still remains and my hand is out to receive another.
Yearning for direction and waiting for connection. Maybe this is too much to ask, What do you think?
Junko
Suddenly my head began to hurt. I always get head ache trying to write poetry. I began feeling sick. I walked out of my room and down to the patio outside. The musical performance last night depleted my energy.
Then I saw that child's eyes. Byakuya was the cutest toddler I've ever seen. So demanding. It made me laugh a little. Such a brat. Soujun was the same as he had always been. Maybe much more relaxed now than he was before his son was born and his wife sudden death.
I wondered: If nobles had so much reishi and ease with the abilities of a soul reaper; Then why are clans like the Kuchiki are dying off? The blue blood DNA maybe...
I was also skeptical of my own familie's blood line. Here we were pretty spaced out all over the tree. Yet we were still strong.
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Beautiful Women Have Unfortunate Fates
FanficYears after joining the Gōtei 13. Junko Arashi still has to deal with the nobility and court drama. To end a long family dispute her mother went to the noble court to ask for their final ruling. How will she cope with being named the next Arashi cla...
