Succumb to Wishing Droplets
Drop 3
From the atop of the strange well of Time-Travel, the Miko had beckoned for someone. For the hanyou. From the lush green edge of the clearing- I fell silent. For a reason still unknown to me, I felt a pang of sadness wash over me. I did not know why. Confused once again by the Time-Traveling Miko. I still held the same face. No emotions were to be shown by me. Emotions are human, which I am not.
Her constant squeals for my younger brother had started to pain my ears. The hanyou was only that. A hanyou. Even a half wit would need to sleep at times.
I grew tired of starring at the Miko.
I felt I wanted to instead…talk to the Miko.
Releasing myself from the grassy edges of the clearing. I made my way to the Miko. What had been her name again? Had I forgotten? The Miko had noticed me walking towards her, and had waved. Not knowing what else to do, I tilted my head to its side. What was she doing? Was she signaling someone? I blinked. "Sesshomaru, you know waving is a way of saying hello right?"
Waving? I blinked once more.