twilight-ninja  asked:

Relax. You control the power. Don’t let it scare you. Don’t let it loose.

She sat cross-legged on the floor of an empty shrine. Around her, the stones of her sleeves and mantle moved in lazy orbits, several different speeds among them. Her eyes were closed, the stones speaking to her about where they were and how they moved. Her focus was consumed in her powers at the moment, not that she would have heard a ninja walk in anyway. If she only listened to the stone of the floor, she may have known.