Rating: PG
Word Count: 134
Squicks: Character death
Summary: Something made of nothing cannot be destroyed.
The girl had been so trusting. It was almost ridiculous how easily her soul was taken. She had seen her gathering roots, singing softly to herself. The soft whispers had led the girl directly to her side. Kanna had watched as she smiled brightly before looking into the mirror. As the last traces of her soul were taken, she had continued to offer a smile. It almost unnerved the pale girl as she watched.
Naraku would be pleased when he learned that she had captured another soul. Especially one that seemed to have a strong connection to the demon lord of the western lands.
A slight wind ruffled her hair and she turned, expressionless. The demon lord stood before her, sword drawn, his expression unreadable.
"Foolish demon, something made of nothing cannot be destroyed."