Solitary
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Chapter 12: Clouds
She had taken up cloud-gazing when she first saw him doing it. Sometimes she wondered if she was in her right mind as well, because she actually saw things in the moving, cottony masses. Here, a dog, there, a shuriken. How easily it balanced out her life – a normal teenage girl, and a kunoichi. Caught between her love for soft, pretty things, and her ability to use her mind manipulation to destroy an opponent. A flower, a ribbon-bow, a sword, and a fist. Was her mind trying to tell her something? Or was the lazy bum rubbing off on her?
