:¤: Images from a Photographic Memory :¤:: Images of a Legend

mardi, août 24, 2010

Images of a Legend

15 lines of a story 15 views of a legend 15 minutes to shine 15 years amended 15 more may go by... chapter 01 “…He sat in the grass in tranquility within the bamboo trees that night, away from all daily chaos… chapter 02 “…Shisai Seku was studying in the library when he saw his pupil somewhat sad…” chapter 03 “…The relationship between Shisai Seku and Suyukai […] was more like a father-child relationship…” chapter 04 “…He was walking towards the small terrace atop of the Shinseikawa, when he noticed Suyukai talking to another Gakushu…” chapter 05 “…Iosuke directed his eyes straight to the dojo's kamon and noticed it was a Shinobi family, which thrilled him even more…” chapter 06 “…Then they both decided to take the metaphors into act and made a small shrine-like square with 4 large stones around the tree…” chapter 07 “…She […] sat with him in a guided discovery style of meditation…” chapter 08 “…Okina Sensei […] asked him to demonstrate what he had learned in his trainings of jujutsu…” chapter 09 “…Once the combat started the two kids fought fearless. The swinging of their bokken could be heard in the whole yard…” chapter 10 “…One afternoon […], Suyukai decided to take Iosuke to the Stone Bridge for another history lesson…” chapter 11 “…things became somehow tense inside the monastery […] Iosuke, Yruma, Chewy and Yoshiro, were somehow always on the spot…” chapter 12 “…Utopia was a peaceful town, a place where everyone lived in constant tranquility and harmony…” chapter 13 “…Their minds would be focused for the first time on battle and diplomacy. Their training was based on the Ways of the Self, the Secrets of Shinobi and the Bushido…” chapter 14 “…Just four columns held the roof […] In the middle of the shrine, a bold, skinny man with a very long beard and weird shades sat in meditation…” chapter 15 “…As they walked away their excitement grew big, and little by little they were lost in the distance…” and so may this story begin...


 

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