June 7, 2012

Flight of the Warrior Chapter 8- Running


She was terrified when she left her hut, making decisions without consideration. Flying for over an hour the fear began to be dulled by fatigue. Her only thought was to get away and she realised she had not factored in she did not have stamina over long distances.

Then after losing her concentration one time too many she decided she needed to stop and find a place to eat and rest. But where?

It was of the utmost importance she not be seen. There must be no trace whatsoever of the direction she was taking. So she decided on the mountains of the Southern Alps, find a cave, or some sort of shelter. She might stay for a day or two and then fly the remainder of the way to Tokyo.

As she turned in the direction of the alps she heard it. I am coming for you. She could not mistake his voice. Each word made a sound like metal striking rock. It vibrated leaving an echo long after the message came. She also felt he was close. Then the shocking realisation she had stupidly flown over the east, where the wind had told her he was riding.

Mistake after mistake.

There was only one choice she would need to fly north, perhaps to another mountain range, try to outrun him. She would go to the Jyoshin-etsu area. This would mean another hour flying. She was not altogether happy with her choice, the area was known for Asiatic black bears, but she felt she was backed into a corner. She needed distance. She would try to find a spot along the Matsukawa ravine.

Minutes in the air felt like hours. She was exhausted by the effort of flying, and the constant danger. Several times during the journey she wished she was not alone, even the company of the tracker would be preferable to the agony of aching muscles and dullness of mind. Someone whose mere presence would help her to stay alert. They were hopeless thoughts she was on her own, and always had been. Her plan to see the old lady in the fishing village was abandoned. Her plan to practice with two jian would need to wait.

There was no time for plans, it was all too late now.

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