[Heart Game] From the ashes we can build

[castaside]

WHO: Macaque, Red Son, Wukong, Korone, Donnie, Cole, Wash
WHAT: Soul fixin'
WHEN: March 9
WHERE: Red Son's house, Blossomcrown
WARNINGS: will be marked

Comments

Re: CLEAR

[othellovonryan]

So about that whole Donnie is haunted as fuck thing.

Donnie reaches out to take his hand, letting the energy suffuse through the cloak.

Like the Sun is an apt description. However, its not the blinding blaze of the sun in the desert, not the kind where you're trying to stare directly at it, and blind yourself. No, its the feeling of a Summer day, laying on a grassy hill, warm and content as a light breeze keeps the heat from being too overwhelming. There are trees around, and clouds, moments where one could take a break from the sun, but the light stays, making the world a vibrant mix of color, as long as someone is willing to step out into the light.

But there is an avenue for a break if someone truly wants to hide from the sun.

Because the ninpo will never force itself on another. It is love. It is trust. Is it endless, unending support, so long as its allowed inside. The words you are not alone are baked into the mystic power itself.

For someone as magical as Macaque, its not hard to see the hundreds of souls that are tied into the magic. Generation after generation of Hamatos choosing to offer their power and support to those who came after. A connection maintained, even in the afterlife, where its possible to reach out and ask for those of the past to offer wisdom and comfort as well.

Though, admittedly, that is difficult across the multiverse, so their presence is left hazy, but at least a fraction of that power is offered even at this distance. A power that, like the sun, is truly immense. A fully trained and well practiced Hamato would be a force to be reckoned with. Even for someone working on Macaque's level.

With the caveat that for a Hamato to be fully realized, the trust and love in their family must be ironclad and mutual. But even with self doubt and uncertainty....

That warmth that you're never truly alone remains, a glow that is hard to fully remove from one's chest.

Of course, there are two bright spots now, where there is no haze. Donnie and Korone are beacons, bright and shining in their own ways.