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Reflections in the Water

Summary: Rin is the daughter of a jewish man. But, when she is captured and chosen to marry the Lord of the Western Lands, she realizes that his brother hates Jews and has a plan to kill her. Now she has to save her Jewish family living there, before her in-law get's there first.

Walking underneath the falling sakura, she walked. Her feet were sore, and she had blisters and cuts on her arms and legs. She wore nothing fancy. Just a checkered red and white yukata with a light green obi. Her head was down. Very rarely has anyone ever seen her anywhere else, except walking under the sakura. It was said, that when she was younger her father wrote her a beautiful bible in Hebrew. Even if she was half Japanese, she loved that bible like it was her daughter. It was the only book she would ever read. She was offered different books, multiple times, but she always refused.

She stopped. She looked around. Her dark chocolate eyes scanning the area. She saw no one. She scanned again, still nothing was there. She leaned her head on a sakura tree's trunk. Suddenly, tears streamed from her face. Underneath her, was a little rock, it was her father's grave. She was crying, and the more she stood there, the more she cried. Her silky hair fell to her side, and she was constanly brushing it away. She tears stained her red and white kimono, and she cried harder. She was no embrarrsed thinking that everyone could hear her cry. She ran home that night.

The next day she had hung her yukata out to dry. She had washed it, not knowing how her blood stain had gotten there, but it had. She thinks it's because maybe she was sleep walking and cut her wrists, thinking that she was awake. This wasn't the first time this had happened. She was quite used to waking up and finding blood on her wrists or on her legs. Today was just another day. Nothing amazing happening here.

But, that was about to be proven wrong when suddenly from the corner of her eye, she saw what she thought what she thought to be a horse. And looking closer, it was a horse. A huge black one with some white spots near it's face, the driver… the driver was scary. He looked angry, and her yelled something out to the other horse, which was behind her. She wasn't thinking at the moment, and did the most foolish thing anyone would think of if they're in her situation. She turned back o look at the other horse, and she soon felt a hand at her waist. The soldier on the black horse she sweeped her off the ground and onto the back of the horse. She was then tied, hand to foot hopelessly. She did not know where they were going, or why. But, wherever she was going, it wouldn't be fun. Or… That's what she thought…

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Forgive me, this chapter was short. I promise you, in the next chapter we will surely give you more information and make it longer.