Sea of the Wind, Shore of the Maze, Prologue

Read Online Sea of the Wind, Shore of the Maze, Prologue by Kaze no Umi Meikyuu no Kishi Book 1 - Free Book Online Page B

Book: Sea of the Wind, Shore of the Maze, Prologue by Kaze no Umi Meikyuu no Kishi Book 1 Read Free Book Online
Authors: Kaze no Umi Meikyuu no Kishi Book 1
Ads: Link
she share the same status. It is  only etiquette that requires you address her as Lady."
    "This is so complicated."
    "Is it very complicated?"
    "Yes." Taiki lowered his head to look at the scenery below his feet. After standing in the wind for a  moment, he asked Sanshi another question.
    "What do I need to do...to be able to transform?"
    Sanshi looked at the depressed expression on Taiki's face. "That is an ability that you were born with...
    When the time comes, you will do it naturally."
    "Really...?" Taiki lowered his eyelids. Recently, a lot of the nyosen had told him to quickly transform  into a black kirin so that they could experience something new. Taiki knew that the nyosen all adored him,  so that he could satisfy their hopes. However, he had no idea as to how he would do it.
    "You don't need to worry... you just need to live your days with happiness."
    "Okay..." Taiki leaned his head on Sanshi's wrist.
    It was at this moment that he spotted two figures on a small path in the vicinity of Hoto Palace.
    "Sanshi, there are people over there."
    Sanshi looked over toward Hoto Palace and nodded her head. "It's probably a couple nyosen who've  gone to burn some incense. They're bringing flowers and sticks of incense to the altar in Hoto Palace."
    "Sanshi, let's return with the nyosen."
    Taiki had no way to get himself down to the path from the top of the crag, so he prepared himself for  Sanshi to carry him down. At this time, Sanshi suddenly jerked her head fiercely.
    "What's wrong?"
    In the second that it took Taiki to ask this question, Sanshi's outline looked like it had been sucked into  a little crack and disappeared.
    "Sanshi?"
    "Stay where you are and don't move."
    He only heard Sanshi's voice--her voice came from beside him, full of a tense feeling, but he couldn't  see her.
    Taiki stood on the crag. Hearing such a nervous tone, as well as an unimaginably monstrous ferocity  develop in her voice, he guessed that something was definitely out of the ordinary.
    Taiki carefully looked around, not daring to breathe too loudly. He grabbed onto the cliffside, and  stretched his neck out to see if he could find Sanshi's figure. At this time something suddenly brushed past  his neck.
    "Huh...?"
    He felt something fly towards him and graze his cheek. And then, something else wrapped itself  around his hands, with which he had been holding on to the cliffside. Suddenly, his hands were tugged by a  strong force and it flung his body over the side of the rock face.
    In that second, Taiki saw that his hands were bound by a long chain.
    He began to fall.
    --Someone was pulling him off the crag.
    "I've got you!"
    Taiki was startled awake by a loud and coarse voice.
    He suddenly remembered that he had fallen off of the crag and into the area beyond the boundary  where the nyosen had told him never to cross. When he tried to think back to why he had fallen, he heard  another deep shouting. He was laying on the ground and turned to see where the voice came from, when he  saw a few droplets of blood spray thru the air.
    "It looks like blood..." In the moment this thought floated into his mind, it was as if his body  temperature had dropped, and he was suddenly unable to move his body.
    He remembered a peculiarity that he had almost forgotten after he had arrived at Mt. Hou.
    --I'm afraid of blood!
    Even when it was blood from his own injury, he almost couldn't stand it. If it was someone else's blood  coming out of their wound, he would get so scared that he couldn't breathe.
    He tried to close his eyes, but even his eyelids wouldn't listen to his commands. It was as if he had  forgotten to take a breath, and all he could feel was the urgent beating of his heart. He had almost reached  his limit. The sight of the blood spray kept replaying itself deep inside his pupil, which had already lost  focus.
    (I was originally standing on top of the crag!)
    Then something had bound his hands and dragged him down. He felt

Similar Books

Annatrice of Cayborne

Jonathan Davison

HeroAdrift_PRC

Desconhecido(a)

Faithful

Louise Bay

The Black Stallion

Walter Farley

The Axman Cometh

John Farris

The Rain

Virginia Bergin