MasterOfWhispers
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- Jan 15, 2009
Summertime Time. For one young and up and coming traveler Christopher Smith it was his favorite time of the year. It was the time of the year where most of his friends have gotten out school. It was also the time of the year where he would spend an entire summer in a different country learning all of it's customs and traditions. The tall dark haired, grey eyed man's country of choice this year: Japan. He had spend his spare time on his off hours learning the langauge and gained a greater grasp of the language growing very fluent. He was very gifted when it came to learning other languages. Though many especially women would say he had a gifted tongue.
His first days there were pleasant enough. He had the pleasure of meeting many different locals and tourists like himself. He hit up the more local more bars over in Tokyo and drank himself until the sun rose. Things changed however when he toured the country side and happened upon one of the country's Temples. It was there that something caught his eyes.
The temple was grant with its red arch of a gate, it's stones steps leading to a shrine. There were trees there that were just right. While wandering the grounds though he happened to find a most pleasant sight: A shrine maiden.
His first days there were pleasant enough. He had the pleasure of meeting many different locals and tourists like himself. He hit up the more local more bars over in Tokyo and drank himself until the sun rose. Things changed however when he toured the country side and happened upon one of the country's Temples. It was there that something caught his eyes.
The temple was grant with its red arch of a gate, it's stones steps leading to a shrine. There were trees there that were just right. While wandering the grounds though he happened to find a most pleasant sight: A shrine maiden.