Division One - Room of Sealing
Aug 8, 2014 13:37:26 GMT -6
Post by Yumiko Ryouma on Aug 8, 2014 13:37:26 GMT -6
"Room of Sealing":
Yumiko Ryouma's room was hidden deep within first division. Tall walls echoed with the sounds from outside. Light shone in from a window high above onto the futon below and cast shade from the screen in one corner, where her silent attendant tended to her daily needs as called on during her other rounds. The room itself was sealed using a combination of clever architecture, a series of sliding doors disguised as walls or windows, and layered Kido spells.
Yumiko traced the patterns on her obi, listening to the birdsong far above her head. She didn't know where the window was, but it allowed her to feel the passage of time through the warmth of the moving sun and the cool embrace of the longer moonlight. She had stopped counting the days, the months, and then the years after her family had bid her farewell and she realized her time away would be much longer than she had at first believed.
Shaking her head slightly, Yumiko pushed that train of thoughts away. She had awoken this morning to the pungent scent of a jasmine blossoms in her room. It meant that she would be having a visitor later on, and she didn't want to appear sad. And...
She spread her arm outwards to retrieve her book from last night. Feeling for her cloth bookmark, she turned to her last page in her newest Kido book. She smiled to herself and traced the raised drawings, picturing the image in her mind. Thanks to these books, she didn't need to see to keep at her studies. Even if she could only memorize, it was enough. Enough for now.
She would leave here. Someday. They had promised.
Unconsciously Yumi rubbed at her right wrist. The cuffs were heavier this morning and her eyes itched.
Yumiko Ryouma's room was hidden deep within first division. Tall walls echoed with the sounds from outside. Light shone in from a window high above onto the futon below and cast shade from the screen in one corner, where her silent attendant tended to her daily needs as called on during her other rounds. The room itself was sealed using a combination of clever architecture, a series of sliding doors disguised as walls or windows, and layered Kido spells.
Yumiko traced the patterns on her obi, listening to the birdsong far above her head. She didn't know where the window was, but it allowed her to feel the passage of time through the warmth of the moving sun and the cool embrace of the longer moonlight. She had stopped counting the days, the months, and then the years after her family had bid her farewell and she realized her time away would be much longer than she had at first believed.
Shaking her head slightly, Yumiko pushed that train of thoughts away. She had awoken this morning to the pungent scent of a jasmine blossoms in her room. It meant that she would be having a visitor later on, and she didn't want to appear sad. And...
She spread her arm outwards to retrieve her book from last night. Feeling for her cloth bookmark, she turned to her last page in her newest Kido book. She smiled to herself and traced the raised drawings, picturing the image in her mind. Thanks to these books, she didn't need to see to keep at her studies. Even if she could only memorize, it was enough. Enough for now.
She would leave here. Someday. They had promised.
Unconsciously Yumi rubbed at her right wrist. The cuffs were heavier this morning and her eyes itched.
