Tuesday, August 9, 2005

Lazarus Heart: Found in the mist
*episode 4*

Kiri guides Sango through the mist. He says, “There are demons here.” She tells him, “Yes, some of my friends are demons; they are not evil.” Kiri tells her, “I wish I could merely accept your word; but that cannot be enough. Here is one now.” As he speaks, a breeze shifts the mist and Inuyasha is revealed. “Sango!” he calls. Seeing that she is not alone, he draws his sword. The mist swirls around the Tetsusaiga, but it does not transform. Kiri says, “Your sword will not work here, half-demon. The mist will not allow it to harm anyone.” Sheathing his sword, Inuyasha shouts, “Get your hands off’a her!” Sango says, “It’s alright Inuyasha; he saved me.” Taking a slightly less defensive stance, he humphs his acknowledgment. Kiri looks to his right and Kagura stumbles into the ever expanding clearing around the three. She says, “Sango, Inuyasha, are you alright? There is something about this mist; none of my wind powers work here. Who is this?” Before Sango can answer, Miroku stumbles upon them. Sango says, “This is Miroku; he’s not a demon.” Kiri says, “I can see that; still, the mist is uncomfortable around him. Finally,” he says, gesturing. Kirara and Shippo join the others; Kirara is in her little form. She looks at Kiri questioningly. Then she walks over and begins rubbing against his leg. He says, “Hello again. It’s been quite q long time.” He lowers to one knee and begins to scratch behind her ears. He asks, “These others, they are your companions, friends, do you trust them?” She looks up into his grey eyes. He says, “Good enough for me.” Standing, he continues, “You are all welcome on these mountains and free to pass.” Sango says, “Umm…Kiri, there were others; my brother and a friend of mine...” He says, “The humans, yes. There was never any question of weather or not they might pass; or you for that matter. I only came to you first because you needed me. Here they are.” Separately, Kagome and Kohaku join the group. Addressing them all, Kiri says, “Come, you are welcome in my home until it is safe for you to move on.” With that, he turns and walks toward a wall of fog. At his approach, the fog recedes and the group follows him.
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