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Me- Errrr...
Kieo- Wolfblitz would like you to know that she doesn't own Princess Mononoke.
Bob- or any of the characters in the fanfic.
S.I.O.F.C. -The greateth artist Hayao Miyazaki doth owneth it.
Me- So...On with the story.
S.I.O.F.C- Yeseth!
Chapter 3
"So what will you do now?" Ashitaka sat cross-legged across from Lady Eboshi on the ground. The other survivors sat around him in a tight circle trying to listen to the conversation between him and Lady Eboshi.
"We aren't sure." Lady Eboshi shifted a little letting a corner of her kimono hit the ground. Korhoku leaned forward the green cloth around his neck that had served for hit cast swayed with his movement. "We can't just go back to mining." "We'd have to strip the mountain again." Threw in someone from the back. "All the ore is probably gone anyways. It'd be pointless." One of the guards called out. Lady Eboshi watched everyone speak in turn. When it was done she spoke. "Well whatever anyone says we really don't know what to do." She turned her head back towards Ashitaka, "We do appreciate your help though." More thanks were probably in order but Ashitaka silenced them with a nod. He was already deep in thought. What could they do? "What would you start with?" Ashitaka asked quietly. The silence was almost deafening as it reined over the group. Korhoku shifted uneasily before breaking it. "We would most likely start by re-building in the houses.......I would feel a lot safer tonight with a roof over my head and something to occupy my mind. A few of the others nodded their agreement. Lady Eboshi stood leaning on Gonza for support. "What type of houses would we build though?" She questioned the once again silent group. Many people turned to one another whispering their ideas to one another. What did she mean? One brave woman finally spoke. "Wouldn't we build the same type of buildings as we had before...?" The woman trailed off at loss for words for yesterdays' events. Lady Eboshi smiled ignoring the woman. "Why don't we ask Jigo? He has been all over Japan." This earned more whispers. Ashitaka looked up at her his face blank. "Jigo? Wasn't Jigo the one who caused all this?" Lady Eboshi's voice became firmer. "Yes, Ashitaka. Jigo. If we are going to change we will start by forgiving." Her eyes sparkled dangerously. "Does anybody else wish to make a comment?" The group returned to its silent state." Good." Lady Eboshi turned to Ashitaka and glared at him until he broke. "I'll go find Jigo." He replied through gritted teeth. He stood up and went over to Yakkul. After climbing onto his back he rode off. Everyone watched him go in silence till Toki spoke up. "Jigo. Milady. Is it wise?"
The moonlit grass waved lightly around the small spot of bent grass where San lay. The stars sprinkled the night sky and the waning crescent that sat in it shedding it's light on the world below. Taka and Kaeyo slept on a rock that jutted out of the grass. San turned on her side looking into the grass. A mouse shuffled around in the grass by San's side. She smiled and listened to the cricket's chirp and the rustling of the mouse. She slowly closed her eyes still listening to the sounds. A vision began to play in her head of long ago.
"Mother why does the moon glow like that? Taka and Kaeyo say it's the moon goddess lightly our way at night but you've never said anything about a moon goddess." A seven-year-old San sat on the ledge in front of their family's den Moro sat next to her. "Taka and Kaeyo have grand imaginations but it is the moon goddess who makes it glow." Moro turned her head towards the moon. "How?" San had questioned. Moro's eyes flashed a silvery color. Taka and Kaeyo's eyes never flashed that way. Not the same way as their mother. Taka's were light blue and Kaeyo's were a darker blue. San was sure no one's eyes were the same as her mothers. Her thoughts had led her astray and now she returned to the vision. "The moon goddess is a great eagle who goes to the sun as it dies and lights a torch and brings it to the moon." Moro looked down at her daughter. "So she lights the moon." San had asked. Moro nodded. "But the Sun is gold. Why is the moon silver?" San was still confused. "That is her power. No one knows how it works." Moro got up prepared to leave but San had put her hand in her fur and pulled herself up. "Is the Forest Spirit like the Moon goddess?" Moro stopped and smiled down at her. "No, The Forest Spirit has different powers." "What kind of powers?" Moro smiled down at her curious daughter. "Time for sleep San." Moro nudged her towards the den. "Let's go." Without giving her anytime to reply Moro had walked into the den.
San woke up and looked around. The sky was still dark but the moon was to her left side now. San could feel the tears on her cheeks where she had cried. She missed Moro as much as she hated crying, had hated it all her life she cried now. That night, she cried herself to sleep.
Me- Yah, there still in different times. Oh well. Sorry this chapter was really short.Anyways, Thank you snowhiteandthesevendragons.
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Me- Yes Please do. The motivation for my work is your reviews. I'll give out cookies now to anyone who reviews because I'm bored. –Hands cookies to buterfly9999 and snowhiteandthesevendragons- Chapter four should be out next weekend.