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"Hmmm... Who should be next, who should be next", Kagome sang, walking across the room. She then stopped infront of you, holding the backpack under your nose. "Your turn!", she said grinning. "Go on, don't be shy! Pick an item!" "Me and shy?", you chuckled as you grabbed onto an item in the bag. You pulled it out a piece of red cloth and you recognized the pattern on it. Surprised by the item you pulled out, you looked around the room speechless finding the person you were looking for: Sesshomaru. "Kagome, is this Sesshomaru's? Is he actually going to play this kind of game?", you whispered doubting. Kagome shrugged and shouted, waving with t

"Your turn now", Kagome decided, giving you a confident smile. "Go on, grab inside and pick an item!" You stood up, eagerly putting your hand into the bag and pulling out the first item you found inside. It was a bracelet made of turquoise beads. You suddenly felt slightly uncomfortable, because you recognized who this item belonged to. "I bet it's Miroku, right?", you discovered and sighed as it really was Miroku who stood up and walked up to you. "Very well done, ______. You seem to know me well", she smiled. "Seriously? That was too obvious, considering you're the only monk here...", Kagome interuppted and opened the closet door to let you

My darling Puppeteers, Unfortunately, as you all know, I have not updated for nearly two months, and I do apologize for this. But I need some help progressing in our little tale, and I have no idea where I need to go from here. I have an idea where we are going, but the path between here and there has been obscured by my own myopia. I have already posted the above in a journal entry. I'm hoping to attract more attention by posting this in my gallery as well. I do beg that if you have the time to throw any ideas you have my way, please. As we all know, the near is very soon and it won't be wanted, in reality, but the story keeps nagging to end

The hardest for either party when dawn approached was that you would have to hide, yet again. "I don't want to leave you to wander alone," Zacharie sighed, tying one of his masks on. The Judge mask concealed his facial expression. Not that it hid his emotion from you. "But, I can't risk him finding you." You sighed and pointed at the pile of boxes. "I think you need to see something, Zacharie..." You led him to the boxes and offered them to him. "Touch them." He scoffed and touched them, but they would not move. "I.. do not understand," he softly murmured. You swore to yourself you could hear his brows furrow against the mask. "So what about