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A Kimono and a Water Dragon
The Samurai woke to find a world of white, sparkiling as if it had rained dimonds. Yoshiko was still in his arms. Jack gave her a light shake and she stirred. Slowly, she opened her eyes and looked up at him.
"Good morning, Kenji San."
"Good morning, Yoshiko Chan."
Yoshiko slowly got up and stretched. Jack went out to find something for the two of them to eat.
When he came back he found Yoshiko had changed her garb. She was now wearing a white kimono with orange chrysanthamums (however you spell it) embroidered on it. She had just finished tying her obi when she noticed Jack had returned. Yoshiko glanced at him began to pull up her hair. Jack stared at her. She looked lovely, even if the kimono seemed a bit worn. She reminded him of his older sisters in that kimono. They would always play little games with him when he was bored. His sisters had a funny habit of wearing their best silk kimonos when they would go to places where they knew the young soldiers to be. Now that Jack thought about it, the kimono Yoshiko was wearing bore a great resemblence to his sister, Keiko's favorite kimono.
Yoshiko had picked up the map and was studying it while they were eating their breakfast. Soon they were on their way again.
The two finally reached the coast.
"The map," said Yoshiko, "depicts a . . dragon of some sort in this area."
"Then let us be ready," Jack said quietly, drawing out his sword. Yoshiko unsheathed her hunting knife. Jack's head turned toward a noise coming from the water. It was many air bubbles popping at once. All of a sudden the water surged up and through it all there came a blue water dragon.
"Fools . ." It hissed.
A Kimono and a Water Dragon
The Samurai woke to find a world of white, sparkiling as if it had rained dimonds. Yoshiko was still in his arms. Jack gave her a light shake and she stirred. Slowly, she opened her eyes and looked up at him.
"Good morning, Kenji San."
"Good morning, Yoshiko Chan."
Yoshiko slowly got up and stretched. Jack went out to find something for the two of them to eat.
When he came back he found Yoshiko had changed her garb. She was now wearing a white kimono with orange chrysanthamums (however you spell it) embroidered on it. She had just finished tying her obi when she noticed Jack had returned. Yoshiko glanced at him began to pull up her hair. Jack stared at her. She looked lovely, even if the kimono seemed a bit worn. She reminded him of his older sisters in that kimono. They would always play little games with him when he was bored. His sisters had a funny habit of wearing their best silk kimonos when they would go to places where they knew the young soldiers to be. Now that Jack thought about it, the kimono Yoshiko was wearing bore a great resemblence to his sister, Keiko's favorite kimono.
Yoshiko had picked up the map and was studying it while they were eating their breakfast. Soon they were on their way again.
The two finally reached the coast.
"The map," said Yoshiko, "depicts a . . dragon of some sort in this area."
"Then let us be ready," Jack said quietly, drawing out his sword. Yoshiko unsheathed her hunting knife. Jack's head turned toward a noise coming from the water. It was many air bubbles popping at once. All of a sudden the water surged up and through it all there came a blue water dragon.
"Fools . ." It hissed.