I do not own any of the charectors of Inuyasha, nor I'm I trying to claim ownership of them. However, Roseline Nekane is all mine.
Preface
A beautiful young demoness with cascading brown hair gazes into a sea of swaying green grass that is being caressed by the ever-loving wind. She sits beneath a slowly decaying willow tree. The tree withers away from the years of mistreatment that the elements have caused over the years of ever-lasting torment of what would never be. Just like the life of the female wolf demon sitting beneath the slowly eroding willow tree. The heart of the demon has been shattered and broken, just like that of a broken window that allows the cold wind into a foreclosed house. She is only a shell of what she was, and of what she will never be. The broken memories of what tomorrow will never bring haunts her. She stands as the pools of tears fall from the brim of her eyes. She realizes the harshest reality of life: Emotions are for the weak.