Looking up from her scroll Kugiko turned her eyes to the world outside her window. She felt so uninspired today and she hated what she was writing, so she absent mindedly watched the wind move through everything.
Kugiko hated writing 10 cent romance novels, but it was the only job she could find as a writer and she didn't want to starve. But with every word she wrote she felt a little more of her mind go numb.
So instead of writing she shifted her focus to the far right corner of her window and watched the tree's dance in the wind. She loved how the wind simultaneously struck everything with life, especially shadows. Kugiko had always had a soft spot for shadows. Everything had a shadow, no matter how big, small or lifeless.
Speaking of lifeless. She turned her focus back to her scroll. It was a sour yellow color and you could almost see the desk through the paper. She wished her employer, Kapa, would give her something else to write her dingy novels on, but he was cheap and the old scrolls were better than nothing.
Sighing, she tried to refocus her thoughts to her task at hand.
She had to finish this chapter by tomorrow morning if she wanted to keep her room.
Kapa was not a man she wanted to upset and she knew if she didn't finish her work that she'd be homeless by next week. But she just couldn't bring herself to finish that damn chapter. Her mind wanted nothing more than to escape its current reality like the leaves from her buildings massive oak tree that were being swept up by the wind.
"The wind is really picking up today maybe there's going to be a storm later." She said under her breath.
Giving her window one last look she abruptly stood up from her desk. She couldn't work a second longer and nothing was going to keep her staring at that ugly scroll!
She threw on a pair of flats, her key necklace over her neck, and walked out of her room, down her stairs and out the front door of her building.
Most people wouldn't think going for a walk in such strong wind would be a good idea, but anything at that point was a better idea than working.
As she walked past her front porch she felt just how strong the wind was that day when it almost knocked her over.
Steadying her small frame she continued on the beaten path to the forest.
Technically she shouldn't be in this forest. Lately there'd been rumors of ninja's caring out black market business in the safety of the untamed wilderness.
It was probably why her rent had gone down the past few months. Most people, even desperately broke people, didn't want to live next to their potential deaths.
Kugiko on the other hand had always been rather sickly and luck never seemed to be on her side. She always assumed it was pointless for her to avoid death. Her life wasn't that interesting or important anyway so who would it affect if she kicked the bucket?
Besides she wasn't going to let fear control her from a exploring the woods. The forest was one of the only things that soothed her mind.
Kugiko didn't have a bad childhood or any lingering memory's that hurt her. She was just born with a different deck of cards so to speak than the average Joe.
Although people never said anything directly to her, ever since she could remember she always felt rejected by society as a whole. Not that it bothered her, she didn't need pity from herself or others. But it did make for some loneliness and awkward situations with the human race.
Many of said awkward situations came about when she would try to satiate her need for closeness with other people. People never seemed to warm up to Kugiko's socially awkward, filter less goofy, strange self and she'd always end up crying into her pillow at the end of the day.
She hated how much she wanted to depend on others to make her feel happy and loved. So she repressed that part of herself into her writing and gave the universe a cold shoulder.
As she padded down the forest path she started to feel herself become light headed. So she stopped and laid her tired body against a tree.
Suddenly she felt a flutter on movement against the skin of her arm.
Thinking that some kind of bug, or worse a spider, had crawled on her. She slammed her hand down against her arm with a bright red slap.
A second after she had slapped her arm she turned her eyes over and realized that she had gotten her adrenalin worked up in vain. Instead of finding a creepy crawly on her arm she saw a small piece of paper stuck in some tree sap fluttering against the wind.
Picking up the paper she gently inspected it in her hand.
It was just a small rectangle of white paper slightly crumpled and slightly damp from the elements.
Smiling to herself she took out a pen from the messy bun in her hair and started to write something on the paper.
"Little note lost in the woods
Starkly plain and exasperatingly white
So different from the green around you
But so unnoticeable
Will any one ever find you?"
Tucking her pen back in to her hair she stood up and turned around to find a spot of sap sticky enough to keep her note from blowing away.
She loved finding interesting things in the woods. Maybe someone else would enjoy finding her note?
Hello! This is my first fanfiction, so please be nice. Constructive criticism is welcomed. I'll try to upload a new chapter every two weeks.