Where Is Rin?
He had
asked me.
I knew immediately
that he was talking
about the
girl in the
orange yukata.
-
I wouldn't
have told him, but
the look in
his eyes
convinced me.
-
My throat
was raw from
screaming,
so I couldn't
talk. I
just pointed in
the direction Rin
had run.
-
Sesshoumaru
nodded.
And
he
was
gone
-
Just
like
everyone
else.
Gone,
gone,
gone.
Much thanks to lildevil0644, for putting this story on her alerts list(a cookie for being the first), and to inuchan fan, for reveiwing(you get a cookie, too.)
Anyway, that isn't really the reason I've written this. I recently got a flame, and while usually I would ignore it, I would like to call attention to something: THERE IS A VALID REASON THAT MY CHAPTERS ARE SHORT. They are POEMS. Each chapter is ONE poem, with stanzas. This story is more of a writing exercise for me then something to please the readers. Chapters will be short. Very short. At times, painfully short. Yes, I could write a thousand word poem, but do any of you realy want to read a poem that long? Think how meny times I'd have to hit enter. More over, I'm writing this in Microsoft Spreadsheet, not Word. Some of you are most likely wondering, how is this a writing exercise? Well, I am trying to write a story in poems, and they may not rhyme, or have meter, but getting the wording just right, putting stanzas in the right place, while not rambling on is actually very hard. every line has to be carefully thought out, and you have to be carful not to ramble... I will be amazed if anyone read this.
