NAMIHATAKE6

You lay on a make-shift raft, floating aimlessly in the sea in the New World, half dead and starving. The sun is beating mercilessly down upon you as you gazed into the sky with glazed over (E/c) eyes. Your (H/l)(h/c) lay in a knotted mess and filled with leaves and sticks and smelled like smoke. Your clothes were torn and tattered and you were missing a sandal from your left foot. You were truly a miserable site. Your stomach growled ferociously. You hadn't eaten in three weeks...your mind began to wonder back into the darkness of unconsciousness. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Oi! You okay? Oi!" Someone screamed at you "Baka! She's