"talking"
Thinking
No I do not own Inuyasha, though; at this point it does not appear in my story.
Down the Well
The traveling girl, known as Taki, soon comes upon an odd looking well, one she had never seen before. Taking a closer glance, it appeared to be an old wishing well as they were often times referred to in the stories of her youth. Taking a step closer, Taki peers over the ledge only to find its contents bone dry. Having no real desire to head home so quickly for the fight she was sure was awaiting her, Taki places her heavy bag down and sits slumped over the lip of the well.
Suddenly a thought strikes her. This seems to be familiar somehow.
A flash of an image long forgotten, a memory from her early years, conjures up painful emotions. Tears prick her eyes and slowly careen down her milky complexion as she remembers; remembers when she was happy.
'Mother' is the only word spoken and then cries of anguish fill the surrounding dense forest. "I wish..." she sobs "I wish…that I could have that again, have someone who truly cares for me. Who loves me for who I am, not who they want me to be." Her cries lessen to choked sobs and hoarse whimpers, she whispers, "Someone who won't leave me."
With those words spoken, a lone tear slips from her bluish-green eyes, (another trait that would get her undue attention), and falls soundlessly to the bottom of the well.
A bright blue light shines blindingly up from the well's depths and illuminates Taki's face. Torrents of water spurt forth, and she is soon plummeting down into the now bottomless well.
Well, I lied because Lord Sesshomaru did not appear in this chapter, but hopefully he will in the next one. Hope this came out better than the last and wasn't horrible. R & R please!
Oh and thanks again to the only person whom has read this and commented thus far. You make me happy!