Author's Notes: Same disclaimer applies. Still no money here. ^^ Alright,
here is the second 'teaser'. As stated before, more will come if you ask
nicely. Hehe. And for this one as well, cookies for anyone who can guess
who the character is before its stated!
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Discovery
The view was always lovely from above. The trees with their gently swaying leaves, standing proudly in the vast forests, bordered by rolling meadows. The sparkle of rivers and streamlets drew the eye, cutting through the landscape, ribbons of sapphire blue through emerald green. All of it was very pleasing to the silent viewer, almost drawing a smile. Almost. One such as he would never admit to such thoughts. Such. feelings. No, he was cold, to the point. Speaking when needed, but then his words were blunt, leaving no room for misinterpretation. Holding no warmth. To show feeling was to show weakness. A delicate eyebrow arched slightly as the golden eyes were drawn from the scenery, onto a stumbling figure, out of place in the natural setting. Interesting... Who would be ignorant enough to stumble into his lands? Tracking the figure for a moment, he observed the other. The long silver hair, slender yet tall form... Though obviously battered, he seemed almost to resemble the watcher. With a perplexed frown, Sesshoumaru, Lord of the Western Lands, descended, eyes never leaving the unaware traveler.
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Discovery
The view was always lovely from above. The trees with their gently swaying leaves, standing proudly in the vast forests, bordered by rolling meadows. The sparkle of rivers and streamlets drew the eye, cutting through the landscape, ribbons of sapphire blue through emerald green. All of it was very pleasing to the silent viewer, almost drawing a smile. Almost. One such as he would never admit to such thoughts. Such. feelings. No, he was cold, to the point. Speaking when needed, but then his words were blunt, leaving no room for misinterpretation. Holding no warmth. To show feeling was to show weakness. A delicate eyebrow arched slightly as the golden eyes were drawn from the scenery, onto a stumbling figure, out of place in the natural setting. Interesting... Who would be ignorant enough to stumble into his lands? Tracking the figure for a moment, he observed the other. The long silver hair, slender yet tall form... Though obviously battered, he seemed almost to resemble the watcher. With a perplexed frown, Sesshoumaru, Lord of the Western Lands, descended, eyes never leaving the unaware traveler.