As the moonlit sky bathed the river and my skin, I stared at the water lapping at my feet. If only, I thought, my life was as gentle as the waves of this river, but no. This life wasn’t easy for me. I slowly removed the bandages covering my seals and dipped my marks in the water. Could this be the fate I could never leave, or never escape?

just a little update...i dont do much but here's my most recent and hard worked picture of kiyoshi samaru. thanks for looking, but no stealing.