Shenmue 2 - The Cleft Rock
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picture_prompt_fun Title: The Cleft Rock
"Every rock, tree and stream has a spirit, here," Shenhua explained to him, "My grandfather says its the same everywhere, we just get to know them better here in the village. We learn their names, we leave them be and respect them."
"It's a good way of looking at the world," agreed Ryo, "And it's so beautiful around here, I can see why it must feel like the spirits are everywhere."
"We don't have as many accidents with drowning or falls as down in the bigger villages, either," she told him, "It's because we don't take nature lightly."
Ryo did not want to think about the constant near-falls into raging currents that had marked his path up here. He'd never before had so much trouble just getting from one place to another. It was worth it, though, to be here.
"That's an interesting shaped rock," he said, pointing to a tall, smooth, curved rock with what looked like a sheer split down it from top to bottom, as though someone had cut through it with a huge knife, "Does it have a story behind it?"
"Oh, the Cleft Rock. We think lightning struck it. The spirits around it are still bad-tempered because their rock was damaged but they understand that we didn't do it. We keep clear of it, though, its very steep and slippery," she said, "Once, though, as a child, I climbed to the top and almost fell off. My father had to come and rescue me. I wasn't allowed out of sight for a week afterwards."
Ryo smiled at the mental image of the delicate-looking but swift and strong young woman as a mischievous little girl. They would probably have gotten up to all sorts if they knew each other as children, he mused. A part of him still wondered if he'd be able to climb that rock. You've nearly killed yourself enough times up here already, he chided himself.
"Let me show you my favourite place," she offered a hand, smiling warmly.
Fandom: Shenmue 2
Author: tehexile
tehexileRating: G/Het
Characters: Ryo/Shenhua
Words: 336
Tags: mild spoilers, random
Summary: Shenhua shows off the local scenery.
Picture: 124
"Every rock, tree and stream has a spirit, here," Shenhua explained to him, "My grandfather says its the same everywhere, we just get to know them better here in the village. We learn their names, we leave them be and respect them."
"It's a good way of looking at the world," agreed Ryo, "And it's so beautiful around here, I can see why it must feel like the spirits are everywhere."
"We don't have as many accidents with drowning or falls as down in the bigger villages, either," she told him, "It's because we don't take nature lightly."
Ryo did not want to think about the constant near-falls into raging currents that had marked his path up here. He'd never before had so much trouble just getting from one place to another. It was worth it, though, to be here.
"That's an interesting shaped rock," he said, pointing to a tall, smooth, curved rock with what looked like a sheer split down it from top to bottom, as though someone had cut through it with a huge knife, "Does it have a story behind it?"
"Oh, the Cleft Rock. We think lightning struck it. The spirits around it are still bad-tempered because their rock was damaged but they understand that we didn't do it. We keep clear of it, though, its very steep and slippery," she said, "Once, though, as a child, I climbed to the top and almost fell off. My father had to come and rescue me. I wasn't allowed out of sight for a week afterwards."
Ryo smiled at the mental image of the delicate-looking but swift and strong young woman as a mischievous little girl. They would probably have gotten up to all sorts if they knew each other as children, he mused. A part of him still wondered if he'd be able to climb that rock. You've nearly killed yourself enough times up here already, he chided himself.
"Let me show you my favourite place," she offered a hand, smiling warmly.
