There was such pain in her eyes even when she smiled.
I have seen few humans since we have come here and none so young as she. But there was the knowledge of a life far too hard for a girl barely more than a child. I could see the map of her hardship there. And I had no doubt someone had hurt this child terribly.
Yet there was strength there as well I could not help but admire. She was afraid, but she faced me with that fear, helpless as she was. I saw a warrior in her .
So many things in that face. A child. A warrior. A caretaker. A clown. A thief.
I spoke to her as one speaks to a wounded animal. For she was, and she needed to be soothed in that way. This wild creature lying before me, watching me with those bright eyes.
She trusted me. I saw her face when she saw what I was. And yet, that I was not human did not frighten her so much as simply surprise. And her thanks was genuine. I knew, because it came from her lips in such a clumsy manner. It made me smile.
Perhaps it was that she had no real choice. But she trusted me all the same. She told me the truth of everything. With her eyes and her carefully guarded words, she told me that she was our enemy.
Even that, she would not hide from me. She trusted me so. When I left her, I hoped that would not be true for long.
To make a foe a friend is often impossible.
As ninja, we never fear to do the impossible.
I have seen few humans since we have come here and none so young as she. But there was the knowledge of a life far too hard for a girl barely more than a child. I could see the map of her hardship there. And I had no doubt someone had hurt this child terribly.
Yet there was strength there as well I could not help but admire. She was afraid, but she faced me with that fear, helpless as she was. I saw a warrior in her .
So many things in that face. A child. A warrior. A caretaker. A clown. A thief.
I spoke to her as one speaks to a wounded animal. For she was, and she needed to be soothed in that way. This wild creature lying before me, watching me with those bright eyes.
She trusted me. I saw her face when she saw what I was. And yet, that I was not human did not frighten her so much as simply surprise. And her thanks was genuine. I knew, because it came from her lips in such a clumsy manner. It made me smile.
Perhaps it was that she had no real choice. But she trusted me all the same. She told me the truth of everything. With her eyes and her carefully guarded words, she told me that she was our enemy.
Even that, she would not hide from me. She trusted me so. When I left her, I hoped that would not be true for long.
To make a foe a friend is often impossible.
As ninja, we never fear to do the impossible.
