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The Bone-Eater's Well Malfunctions Chapter 2“She should be here by now.”The Bone-Eater's Well Malfunctions Chapter 2 by TomoeButts
A straw curtain was pushed aside by an angry, sword-calloused hand, whose claws grazed the frayed sections carelessly. The movement sent a twinge of pain up the half-demon's heavily bandaged arm, which he grit his teeth at.
“Inuyasha, stay here. Sango and I can check the Well for Lady Kagome when she comes if you are so worried.”
White dog ears pricked upright and amber eyes narrowed, thick brows gathering angrily. If there was one thing Inuyasha hated arguably more than being told to take things easy after sustaining heavy injury, it was that damned tone Miroku always used when doing so.
“Who said I was worried? That stupid girl always takes so damn long at home with her 'tests' and her 'cultural festivals'.”
The half-demon scowled at the monk sipping tea calmly by the fire, his face the very picture of his faith. Kaede lay in the corner of her small hunt upon a straw mat with a thick blanket Kagome had brought over from
The Bone-Eater's Well Malfunctions Chapter 1Kagome's entire body felt like a bruise, each of her limbs tingly and hot as if they'd been doused in boiling water and left to cool.The Bone-Eater's Well Malfunctions Chapter 1 by TomoeButts
What...what in the world...?
The dark-haired fifteen year old pushed herself up onto her elbows and scrunched up her face when she tasted dirt. She stifled a sudden, squeaky sneeze into the crook of her left arm and sniffed before turning her gaze skyward. Already, winter clouds had smothered the night sky. The crickets she'd grown so used to hearing when traveling to the Sengoku Jidai at night were silent. Kagome shivered and rubbed her wool-covered arms, gusts of sporattic, white oxygen visibly leaving her lungs. Squinting, the middle schooler glanced back and forth. The narrow ground of the well bottom seemed to stretch on like a field when she took the time to look.
...Has the Well always been this spacious?
And was that the ivy she always used to climb, dangling down endless dirt walls, leaves nearly bigger than herself?
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