The dried leaves had created a colorful rug in shades on, there were all shades of brown and orange, the wood seemed on fire in a quiet color.
advancing with a light step, controlled and fluid. Feet trampling leaves without a sound, the sound of breathing was imperceptible. He knew that there was little further his goal, should not be noticed until the mission is over, and the mission was concluded only after report to Iga. The smell in the air was unmistakable smell of fog and wet nature, characteristic of the period of late autumn .. it was strange but it was always the case smells, perhaps because he had been trained since childhood to refine other sensi.La scarf of black cloth that protected the mouth and nose gave him a warm sense of security, had always liked to have that warm caress to accompany him during his exit. Usually took care of his duties during the night, as all of his trade, but recently started to save him assigned tasks during the day, and knew it was a clear sign of esteem in his capacità.Continuava plan to move forward, he could feel the breeze that touched my ears, the sound of two chestnuts fall, and strong, this silence. It was really hard not to get noticed with all that silence. But he did not exist, it was nothing more than a solitary, simple ombra.Finalmente had eye contact with his victim, he saw him while ignoring his back and walked slowly towards the woods. He could read from his movements that he was relishing the air of the season, while its small and ill-advised excursion that afternoon.
Like all nobles of egocentrism sinned, so just go unescorted into the woods on the edge of the temple was imprudent worthy of those who divide the people into categories. Perhaps decide the fate of so many people had made him too sure of herself as the only sure thing was his life now was not worth more than that of a mouse at the mercy of the cat.
But then this was no affair of his pursuer, he was struck with the smooth coldness who was ordered to shoot, in fact, precisely this lack of interest made him the weapon era.La fog had become slightly denser and behind the nobleman had materialized a muffled sound, like a thud, and the time to turn around and think in a split second of what could have been, a deer? a bird? or a stray dog? there was nothing. But surely there something on the tree behind him, from there the shadow had marked a leap and with the speed of a whisper, had stained the steel of his blade into the jugular short of prey.
Without having had the noble consciousness lying on the damp earth, red for the blood coming out of the throat squarciata.L 'shadow looked at him, he thought that red ìfosse perfect in that context, it was a pure color and deep, each time wearing out a murder was amazed of the beauty and essence of the secret tina. All the more so in that context it created a great color contrast. But did not think those were activities for men, he had renounced his status as a person when he began training at the village Iga fifteen years fa.La diveuta fog was still dense and more insistent, the shadow had been treated with it, carried on the way back with the breeze became cooler.
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