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.