HaikuBaikuu

CHAPTER ONE AND SO, IT BEGINS There he sat- in a land filled with towering mountains, deep gullies and broad plains, in a tree quite separate from others. It was a huge tree with many large intertwining branches which criss-crossed over each other to form a mosaic of leaves. In fact, some of these boughs were thicker than a person’s body and stooped towards the ground like an old man. On one of these branches sat a young man by the name of Sorin. A quill was poised between his fingertips as he scoured the landscape before him. Not a word came to him- indeed, they had been escaping his mind’s grasp for too long. He was chewing on