Hayabusa pulled down his hood as he looked down at the forest with tall trees as he stood at the edge of the cliff, trees so big that you couldn’t even see the moon..just a circle shadow on the flowing grass and the rustling trees making eerie howling whistles.

Hayabusa’s hair flowing at the direction of the wind was headed, he continued to look down, he was breathing slowly..his chest wss heaving with every breath he took..

“Ugh..the crickets are chirping so despicably loudly..”