Riding off into the desert, close to Awe, Hayabusa looked around to make sure nobody had been watching. He patted the horse to stop along the stream, allowing him to get off and letting the horse drink. He had been so caught up in his life, that he forgot to stop and enjoy life. Every sight, sound, smell, and taste escaped him in all the rush and acceleration. He had planned to use this time to broaden his mind and relax. He patted the horse.
“Rest…” he said, as he stepped into the stream and sat with his legs crossed. He relaxed, meditating for a long time…
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