A/N : I have so many stories to continue. But no, of course, I go ahead and post something else. I don't even know what this is. I had some time and tried something... Poetic, I guess?
Oh well, I'm still posting this, so let's try to enjoy this, right? Right?! *silence*
Me : go cry in a corner
Warning : unbetaed, nonsense.
Kirin
The dragon of justice
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He felt it.
White clouds contrasting against soft grey lines,
Dancing leaves following nothing and everything within air.
The wind bypassed his unmoving self.
He stood on a darkened ground.
The brownish soil was humid,
Light glimmering pebbles scattered on it.
Poppy red on his skin,
Copper in his mouth,
Crimson inside his eyes.
In and out,
a moment passed.
White mist flew out of his mouth.
A single twitch of his finger, blue traveled across his hand.
The familiar sound of current racing inside him, breaching a barrier called skin.
Sparkles danced on his body, circled around him, chasing away the wind.
Crimson caught a spark in the sky,
his lips were drawn in a crooked smirk.
The air slowed down, ozone surrounded him,
The heavy atmosphere challenged him to rise above everything inside the nothing.
Thunder screeched, calling to him, ordering him to surpass himself.
This time they were connected,
one mass of raging storm,
brooding in the Grey sky.
Lightening circled him, a god answering his silent prayers.
A dragon descended, turning the muddy ground in calm obsidian.
Blinding light burning his dark thoughts,
Leaving his soul finally calm
Tensions left his shoulders,
a soft rare smile pulled on his lips.
Success was a dancing dragon made of light,
killing the heaviness, the darkness,
leaving behind the calm and justice.
He felt Kirin.
-The end
A/N : so... congrats to Sasuke for achieving his jutsu?
What? He must have felt proud, right?
Random thing : the wind represents Naruto.