Endless Blue Skies, A Gaara Fanfiction
Note: All Naruto characters and places belong to Masashi Kishimoto, except for my own original characters, who are doomed to belong to me. Other writers will either be credited in the author's comments and/or within the story.
Prologue
"To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wildflower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour."
- William Blake
Dawn was breaking over the hidden village of Sand.
The vast desert wasteland, with its endless horizon, was the epiphany of light and dark. There were no shadows to content with during the day, and no shelter from the scorching heat of the sun or the dry winds that fuelled the heat. But in the chill of the night, the darkness ruled and the shadows of the moon and stars preyed on those weak enough to succumb to their fear of the night.
The Fourth Kazekage stood on the roof of his headquarters, contemplating the concept of light and dark. Most of the village still slumbered, but a few were already awake and preparing for the coming day. Directly below him, three children were leaving the building. The girl on the left was busy retying her spiky blonde hair into four pigtails, while the dark haired boy on the right busied himself trying to stay awake.
In between them, a small boy with hair the colour of burning embers walked without fidgeting and was seemingly unaffected by the early hour of the morning.
The north wind picked up, causing the Fourth's white and blue robes to fly about him. The breeze swept down and through the children. The red-dead paused briefly, sensing something, and turned back to look directly at the Fourth. His pale blue eyes met the Kage's dark brown ones for an instant before continuing his walk.
As the trio turned onto the main street, heading towards the village entrance, the Kazekage closed his eyes briefly. He was having doubts again about the plan that was to be put into action in the next week. It had been only decided yesterday at the last meeting. The vote from the councillors was unanimous, including him, but there was a worry scratching at the back of his mind at the plan. Still, if things continue the way they are… He didn't want to finish that though, but his imagination did for him.
He turned and walked back inside, discarding thoughts of his youngest son's future, and moving onto the details of the new day.
The north wind travelled through the sleepy hidden village and across the desert for a short time before it reached the caravans heading for Suna. A young rider with blue-grey eyes inhaled deeply as the breeze ruffled through short auburn hair. The rider suddenly sat up straighter and stared intently in the direction of their destination, trying to identify a new scent. There was something intriguing that they couldn't quite place. After a moment, the rider relaxed slightly but was unable to shake the feeling that something important was going to happen.
Far away on a distance mountain, a dark haired man stood outside the den where a great beast slumbered. His black cloak imprint with red clouds flapped about him in the wind. Breathing deeply, he smiled to himself and whispered, "Time to get this show on the road."
A/N: Yo.
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