MorriganBlue

A Different Kind of Greatness Suzume has always been a sucker for stories of adventures and greatness. It was hard to tell just by looking at her; she has always been the rather lonely kid. And most of the people who knew her couldn’t possibly picture her going out of her way to achieve `greatness`. She was just that silent, birds loving girl. And there was nothing great about that.   Moving to Heart Shrine Village was the most daring thing she had ever done. And it was with a good reason: there was this legend going on about a village built on the very right spot where everything began. A ferocious village of peace loving ninjas. Eve

    Suzume was again alone watching the Academy from the stairs of Kinsen Shrine, her favorite place in the village. As it was still very silent and the air was still, humid and warm, she was just daydreaming.    It was a bit weird, she thought, that every day she was feeling much more comfortable coming to this specific place. It was the sense of adventure that was trembling inside of her. But she wasn't coming from any sort of background related to ninjas, her family was rather She has always been a bit of a loner because bounds were something she wasn't thinking lightly of. She was coming from a family that valued more culture and social

As the dango man blurted out his first few words of anger, waving his shiny chopper like he was trying to lead a damn orchestra, Kikai turned to her left. “You should have gotten closer to us”, she said in a low voice. “He probably saw you from around the corner.” Moriko, a bit surprised and confused by the awkward situation, tried her best to stay composed. “Me? I told you this wasn’t the brightest of ideas. And of all possible colors, you had to pick this?”   Frankly, there weren’t many options left. It was either run, either be.... dangozed? the little dango man looked to fierce standing i

It was already dusk. Suzume used to stroll between Amor River Park and Kinsen Shrine just before dusk, feeding sparrows around the shrine.  And although it was just April, the air was warm and still, not even the softest breeze of wind.  It was still silent all around the shrine, she could hear the little birdies cracking the seeds with their tiny beaks.   But it was no mere coincidence that she was here now, at this particular hour. She took a seat on the stairs towards the shrine. From here, she could see clearly the Ninja Academy and at this hour precisely, most of the students were crowding out it’s gates. Trainings and classes wer