I sat there, waiting for some one to come and free me from this prison. I hated it. It got so dark here. A prison of darkness. For me, there was no one to care for me at all. I sat here for hundreds of years, untill he came. My sun. My light. The one who freed me from this prison.
And strangely, I feel as if, I have known him all my life, when I have only just met him. He's a preist, acctually, a Sanzo. Sanzo is the highest honor of a monk. They carry one of the founding scriptures of heaven and earth. What ever that is, i don't know. It doesn't matter to me. The only thing that matters is keeping Genzo Sanzo safe from any harm.
He doesn't know, or maybe he doesn't realize, that I want to keep him safe and out of harms way. He just thinks that I'm trying to get in the way. He may hit me with that fan, call me an idiot monkey, or worse things to put me down, but I hope someday he'll realize what I'm doing.
"Go away damn monkey."
"But Sanzo.."
"Go away.."
"Fine. I was just going to ask a question." I turned around, I could tell he was agrivated. Just at the sight of me was enough to set him off on days like this. I knew I shouldn't have even gone into his sight when it was raining this hard, but I only really wanted to know if my clothes were dry from the previous day.
I had been walking along the river, and a rock slipped out from under my foot and I fell in. Sanzo had acted if he hadn't cared, he only made sure I hadn't broken anything then sent me off to the monks.
The monks despise me. It's because I'm a demon. They think I'm a troublesome child. Child, pift, yeah right. I'm probably 11 times their age according to the Merciful Godess whom Sanzo brought me to to see if I was able to stay within the temple. She told me, in addition to my 15 years that my body has stayed, that im 515 years old.
Oh well. I'm just content being near my sun.
And strangely, I feel as if, I have known him all my life, when I have only just met him. He's a preist, acctually, a Sanzo. Sanzo is the highest honor of a monk. They carry one of the founding scriptures of heaven and earth. What ever that is, i don't know. It doesn't matter to me. The only thing that matters is keeping Genzo Sanzo safe from any harm.
He doesn't know, or maybe he doesn't realize, that I want to keep him safe and out of harms way. He just thinks that I'm trying to get in the way. He may hit me with that fan, call me an idiot monkey, or worse things to put me down, but I hope someday he'll realize what I'm doing.
"Go away damn monkey."
"But Sanzo.."
"Go away.."
"Fine. I was just going to ask a question." I turned around, I could tell he was agrivated. Just at the sight of me was enough to set him off on days like this. I knew I shouldn't have even gone into his sight when it was raining this hard, but I only really wanted to know if my clothes were dry from the previous day.
I had been walking along the river, and a rock slipped out from under my foot and I fell in. Sanzo had acted if he hadn't cared, he only made sure I hadn't broken anything then sent me off to the monks.
The monks despise me. It's because I'm a demon. They think I'm a troublesome child. Child, pift, yeah right. I'm probably 11 times their age according to the Merciful Godess whom Sanzo brought me to to see if I was able to stay within the temple. She told me, in addition to my 15 years that my body has stayed, that im 515 years old.
Oh well. I'm just content being near my sun.
