insolence

Step by step more emerald green gems appeared more frequently until the head sir halted us to an abrupt stop in front of the jaded stoned walls of the palace. Small jewels of the world's finest most embellishing stones all gathered into a magnificent statue, looking as if it took centuries to build this...cicada. "I am starring at a giant man made cicada" ...as I thought those words I said were to myself and giant manly hand was felt as my face felt the warm agonizing feeling of pain across my face. "you shall not speak until spoken to you insolent whore". hearing those words made my ears burn with furious Inquisition , who was this man to speak on me in such terms? as I lifted my face in retort, I felt the fury inside me rise in rebellion. Trying to suppress this feeling inside me that had plenty of wood for igniting the eternal flame of my ancestors. At the final moment of me trying to suppress the fire inside of me, my mouth start to move spewing words of which my mother always instilled into me.... "I am the granddaughter and great granddaughter of the greats, with the history of my ancestors and my journey to come I will make you pay for the absurdities coming from your filthy mouth". No sooner than the words left the rouge color of my lips, everything went black...

Slipping into the blackness of my conscience the image of my once historical village being pillaged consumed me. The events leading to this very moment came back to my mind, flooding my entirety with uncontrollable emotions.

Although at this moment onna could not act on her emotions of raging revenge, she let it fuel the thoughts she could have of her glorious moment of attribute to the death of her clan members lost in the ambush. As her thoughts grew she came to the conclusion that she must find the person responsible for the lost lives of her samurai brothers. Onnas plan was to find said person and disrobe him of his dignity and ranking in front of his entire fleet. But for now she will suppress her emotions and rest to regain her strength... what did that man hit me with? My head is throbbing.... Onna thought as she let her conscience slowly rest.