CHAPTER ONE
Part 1
There wasn't the tiniest trace of cloud overhead, a sky of perfect blue stretched beyond the horizon. Such beautiful weather always tended to prompt people into speaking out about their feelings... most people anyway.
To Sha Gojyo, his red hair messed up by the wind on this Journey to the West in the backseat of a Jeep, today was just a day as such.
And for the most simple reason...
It was that familiar dream, that troubled his young heart so.
A dream in which there were no sounds, or voices, where only one other person was present...
A woman so beautiful, no earthly object could compare to that perfection...
Her thin, red lips moved in an attempt to speak, but her voice could not be heard...
Even so, I could feel her hatred, I could feel her pain and anguish...
A body tortured by such hatred, a heart broken by such pain, an expression distorted by such anguish...
A woman I could never forget...
Her tears I could never forget...
The first woman to ever betray and abandon me...
The woman whom I once called my mother...
Scenes from his childhood years – encompassed in that single moment.