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Monday, August 8, 2005


Lazarus Heart: Found in the mist
*episode 3*

Sango is alone and lost. She keeps calling out to her friends, but she hears no responses. She hopes Kohaku is alright. She can’t she a half meter ahead of her and her feet are hidden by mist. Very cautiously, she tries to continue heading in a straight line. The ground becomes steeper; she is moving uphill. Suddenly, she looses her footing and the world falls out from under her. As she desperately reaches for the ground on which she had been standing, she sees that it was a precipice. As her hands slip against the mist moistened rocks, she feels strong fingers closing around her right wrist. Suddenly, she stops falling and slams into the cliff. Dazed, she takes a moment before she looks up to see who has rescued her. Clasping her wrist in his own right hand is a young man she has never seen before. He looks about her own age; maybe a year or two older. He wears a simple Gee made of greenish grey fabric. He asks, “Do you intend to fly?” Stunned, Sango can only say, “Wha…Wha…huh?” He says, “If you intend to fly, I can let go. If not, let me help you up.” Sango is shocked by the first proposal and nods vigorously at the second. The man pulls, lifting the weight of both the girl and the weapon she carries. He sets her on her knees by the edge of the cliff and bends to her, “Are you alright?” Finally having reclaimed her voice, she says, “Yes…thank you…who…” She is still breathing heavily. The man smiles and says, “I am called Kiri; I am the guardian of this place. There are many strangers on my mountains.” Sango says, “We are travelers; we mean you no harm.” Kiri says, “We shall see. Come, I will lead you to the others in safety.” Sango asks, “How can you walk up here; let alone find my friends?” He says, “I know the mist well; it tells me all I need to know; come.” As they walk, Kiri keeps a hand on Sango’s shoulder, guiding her. At length, she asks, “What did you mean earlier; when you asked if I intended to fly?” He says, “If you were a tenshi, an angle as you appeared to be, then my action would have been most rude.” Sango is confident that even the mist cannot hide her blushing.

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