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recent bookmarks from turloughSoularis: Ronin Chibi Pile2014-09-08T16:12:38+00:00
http://soularis.deviantart.com/art/RW-YST-Ronin-Chibi-Pile-61774313
turloughartist:soularis fandom:Yoroiden.Samurai.Troopers art:technique:digital.art art:content:chibis trooper:Hashiba.Touma trooper:Sanada.Ryo trooper:Date.Seiji trooper:Muori.Shin trooper:Xiu.Lei.Huang !meta:rec:art posted:2007-08 recced:2014-08https://pinboard.in/https://pinboard.in/u:turlough/b:0551fdc9a852/complexcrystal: boys of summer 2008 - 19 (Shu)2014-05-12T17:08:42+00:00
http://complexcrystal.deviantart.com/art/boys-of-summer-2008-19-175213149
turloughartist:complexcrystal fandom:Yoroiden.Samurai.Troopers art:technique:digital.art trooper:Xiu.Lei.Huang !meta:rec:art posted:2010-08 recced:2014-04https://pinboard.in/https://pinboard.in/u:turlough/b:30c753ce804a/LeaCross: Ronin Warriors2014-05-12T16:53:12+00:00
http://leacross.deviantart.com/art/Ronin-Warriors-437584641
turloughartist:leacross fandom:Yoroiden.Samurai.Troopers art:technique:digital.art beings:Byakuen !meta:rec:art posted:2014-03 recced:2014-04 trooper:Date.Seiji trooper:Sanada.Ryo trooper:Hashiba.Touma trooper:Muori.Shin trooper:Xiu.Lei.Huanghttps://pinboard.in/https://pinboard.in/u:turlough/b:d5f337d7e57b/shusu: The River Sanzu Overflows2013-08-02T16:58:21+00:00
http://www.shusu.net/r/f/poignancy/sanzu.html
turloughQUOTE: The cherry blossoms flickered down like raindrops in the sun. Will Stanton moved through the park, watching the families and couples conversing under the strange shower. The atmosphere was peaceful despite the continuous throb of traffic and the occasional blast of music.
Will had become a traveler of many years, mostly on his eldest brother Stephen’s encouragement. Once or twice annually he took a week’s holiday to another place in the world. Sometimes the only notice his family received was a postcard from an exotic destination, at times arriving when Will had already settled back into his stuffy office. Partly it was to break the routine. Partly it was to sate the ache of loneliness in his heart.
The youngest and the last. Had they really all gone away? He had come to know so few in the Circle, scattered throughout the world as they were. This was when the Dark was rising. Then the Dark was driven back, and they had all departed, all but Will himself. A futile hope, but it drove him. It was the human part which sometimes recoiled from the wisdom he was privy to.
He sighed. Everywhere in Kyoto there were whispers of Old Magic, yet no one met his eye and knew him. It filled him with a longing so fierce that he wondered why he continued to chase the feeling.
Will came to a stop. A gnarled stone dragon peered at him fiercely. A stream of people separated it from its twin on the other side of the stairs. These two had stood parallel like this for hundreds of years, guardians of the temple beyond, facing the same way but never meeting. Will felt a pang. He remembered a postcard sitting on his desk. 'The sky’s not the same elsewhere, bachgen. Perhaps on a lark, someday. The hills have grown on me, isn’t that funny?'
Slowly he climbed the stone steps. A girl in long robes cleaned the stone lanterns as the sparse crowd moved in and out of the main building and the small temple shops. Glistening with rainwater, flared eaves sheltered wooden murals of fantastic beasts. Trees both ornamental and wild drew the eye skyward, enclosing the square. The air was thick with incense, soft hand claps, and murmured prayers like waves on a calm sea. He stopped before a tree laden with paper prayer strips. They were like the cherry blossoms, ready to fall.
Suddenly he was jostled from behind. Startled, he almost lost his balance on the slick stones, but a strong hand caught his arm and righted him. "Suman-" began the boy. No, he was a man, only a little younger than Will. He had the deepest blue hair he’d ever seen. The unruly mop managed to stand out in a crowd with some dyed blonds and reds and greens. "Ah. Sorry?" He tried in English.
Will shook his head. "No, it’s all right." They were both looking hard at each other, he realized. His heart rose: he sensed something beyond the affable expression and worn denim jacket. Yet it wasn’t quite right. This wasn’t what he was looking for. Of course not, how could it be?
The other blinked first. He held out a strip of paper. "Here. Do you have a wish?"
"To find someone," Will blurted, then wondered why he’d said it. The Old One in him continued to stir, inexplicably. (c. 35,000 words)]]>author:shusu fandom:Dark.Is.Rising fandom:Yoroiden.Samurai.Troopers fic:category:gen fic:category:slash fic:genre:character.study fic:genre:action/adventure fic:genre:crossover fic:source:book fic:source:anime activity:sightseeing activity:rescue beings:ghosts concept:esp:telepathy concept:magic concept:quest concept:supernatural things:dreams things:memories things:mirrors setting:on.vacation pairing:Bran.Davies/Will.Stanton(primary) pov:Will.Stanton +length:long.20k-50k !meta:rec:fic posted:2004 recced:2013-06 time:future pairing:Hashiba.Touma/Anubis(secondary) trooper:Hashiba.Touma trooper:Sanada.Ryo trooper:Date.Seiji masho:Anubis trooper:Muori.Shin trooper:Xiu.Lei.Huang geography:Asia:Japanhttps://pinboard.in/https://pinboard.in/u:turlough/b:f777e829144f/