It is said that a Sky Blessed child shall be born once every five hundred years.
Dawn is fast approaching as I awoke. The abandon temple we slept in smelt of mold and expired incense. But the less we are seen the better. The others were already outside, allowing me the luxury of sleeping in, even if it was just for a moment. The pressure of our journey is taking its toll on all of us. Quickly I roll up my mat and blanket. I take my time to secure my knives, making sure each one is in place and ready at my disposal. Grabbing my short sword I tie it around my waist.
"Lady Tenchi, we must leave now." I hear Momoe call out.
"Coming."
Wrapping my hands as quickly as I can I then finish my bun and tie my hood tightly across the top half of my face, covering my hair as well. It would call too much attention to us otherwise, easier to pretend I'm a blind leper. Putting on my winter coat I head outside to join the others. My guardians Momoe and Daiki were already on our horses. Daiki extends his hand towards me.
"Let's go Lady Tenchi."
With my cloth wrapped hands, I grab his. Sitting behind him we continue our journey to Mount Kongo.
Not far from our heroine, a man in a brown gi and straw hat was making his way down the road. A katana with a red sheath was at his back. On that sheath was tied a purple headband with a single gem. Having just awoken, he looked up to the sky.
"Looks like a storm is brewing." He said with narrowed eyes.
Quickly he ran down the path he had chosen.