Tsuki to Taiyou No Ma.
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha, all credit goes to Rumiko Takahashi.
Note: This story will start rather slow and in small segments, so please be patient and respect the adventure that is to come.
Salt.
It is early in the morning as pale bring blues crash with jagged earthy black towers, bordering along a high standing cliff of earth. Salty droplets glisten, and a foam of creamy white brine sprays up into the air upon collision of water to rock. A passing breeze carries the droplets of salty water along a stretch of clean beach.
A line of crooked trees marks the entrance to a thick woodland. The serene woods that lay far back from the Siberian surf seemed dark today, the resident animals of the brooding landscape were restless.
They could be seen fleeing from their homes within thick trees and pudgy thickets. Small oval forms of crustaceans carelessly dance along the wet shells that lay along the wet glittering sands.
A terrible war feared by many people was coming. The natural golden color of the clean beach would soon be tarnished, by the aftermath of two armies. The dark droning of war drums suddenly begin, and the sand shifts back and forth with each step of the soldiers approaching from either side.
Until next time, GR.
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