set at dec 5
This had always been his favourite spot of sorts. The area could be considered dangerous, but the view had always seemed worthy of the risk in the young male’s scarlet eyes. The words of a pale woman had soared within his head for days now, and understanding was slowly taking form. Hell was on this earth, was it not? Would it be his duty to seek absolution for its inhabitants? Itachi was too young to be able to fully grasp this truth that Naniko D’Angelo had spoken of, but as a child he had enough imagination to make up his own truth; one of his fitting.
The blonde boy remained seated there, at the edge of the steep hill, watching the sun throw its eerie blush across the horizon as another day was about to end. Kaena would no doubt start to look for him soon. Pale golden tail curled around his light front paws. He was surprised at his own calm, but that had to mean that this would be the right thing to do.
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