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 Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 2:58 pm
The famous bridge that was the location for the last battle for Zabuza Momochi. The southern end leads from the Flooded forest while the northern end leads to foreign land.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 7:57 pm
Tor smiled to himself as he walked across the bridge. A breaze passed by and shifted his ice white hair and moved his black coat sleeves. Nearing the end, he glanced at the river bellow and looked back up in the direction of the village. "It's nice to be home."
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 12:43 pm
exhausted from my long journey I lean hevally on my staff as I slowly make my way across the bridge. I think to myself,
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2008 4:24 pm
A slim figure wandered it's way upon the great bridge in no hurry at all. Beside her tread a small creature, it's tail swaining freely with the wind. Her footsteps were barely audiable as she stepped into her homeland. The small feline meowed softly as they came to the end, signaling it's owner that they were back. The jounin nodded and a quiant smile fell upon her lips. "It's about time we got back." Nikaido Kaori whispered, a graceful hand pulling back loose strands of hair. She had left the village not to long ago, a sudden streak of curiosity inviting her to explore the world. But word had gotten to her that the village had a new generation of shinobi on the rise, and she was interested in taking part of that process. After all, they were her kin, and the future of her beloved village.
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2008 9:13 pm
fallowing Rin's directions I found my way to the bridge on my fourth try. Walking along it I look for a good place to read. I get up onto the railing of it and with my feet dangling over the edge I open my book up and begin to read. Totally absorbed in my book I absent mindedly listen to the waves hitting the suports of the bridge fealing the vibrations of the waves and the feet of the people passing by. Suddenly I hear a voice right behind me. I jump up and look around, but no one is there. I wondered still looking around. Then I realized that I had droped my book into the water. "Oh no!" I say as I jump in to get my book back
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