Black Cotton & Tattered Silk

By:JK

Wet sorrow falls from her eyes

As liquid life spills on the ground

The sharp glint of Kunii in the moonlight.

Black Cotton moves soundly through the dense forest.

Her legs no longer can withstand

The brutal speed she needs

The soft ground yields under her

Mud and rain begin to soak through her tattered excuse for kimono

Black Cotton is winding through the brush and trained eyes are searching

Mud makes it hard to move and it clings to Tattered Silk in a deathly vice

Running, near impossible but Tattered Silk manages

Black Cotton spots its prey and like an hawk

Swoops down to capture the rat

Black Cotton lands atop Tattered Silk

Pain radiates from Tattered Silk's shoulder

And the mud somewhat softens the blow to her face as she collides with the earth

The sparkle of cold iron, the slash of pliable flesh

Tattered Silk

Lies lifeless

And Black Cotton only smiles

Tossing into the mud parchment which is slowly becoming transparent

From the steady fall of rain

Ink colliding with mud

Merging and mingling making the words unreadable

What it said

Only known by three

Sensei

Tattered Silk

And

Me.