Jiro Dyne
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Death is enternal and should be embraced and loved, not feared and hated
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Post by Jiro Dyne on Aug 22, 2008 22:10:01 GMT -5
The Bridge. It was a very beautiful land. Kemura worked as hard as his lazy and, to him, old bones could work to keep it that way. He protected the river running below the bridge from pollution, and also hunted for food. He collected berries and some healing herbs that he knew about, but he wasn't a healer so didn't know many. Along with this, he also made sure to greet any who came into his land, making sure to get to know everyone well. He would be a bad leader if he didn't know about the people of his land if he didn't know anything about them.
But there was a problem with only him doing all this work for now. It was tiring, and the work was pushing him to his limits. More than once where he could before do all the jobs in one day, for a few days after he would most likely be tired out and sleeping. Like right now, he was just laying on the middle of the bridge, eyes closed and on his side some as he sleeps the day away, awaiting anyone to come on by and pay a visit to him and his land.
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