Washing away her memories

The rain would fall from clouds of gray, soaking the clothes of a woman, Tsukiko. The rain brought memories with them, cold, hurtful memories at that. How she hated the gloomy weather today. She hsated it, all of it. Though Tsukiko didn't bother moving from the bench, she watched as the river would grow angry, viciously throwing tides back and forth. Tsukiko would gaze down at her lap, gripping the black skirt she had on as her blue sweater hugged her body she shivered. Taking a deep breath she would stand and begin walking back to her home, the family dojo. Suddenly she stoped when she noticed the streetlights going crazy.

It had to be a spiritual energy, it felt off though. Looking about she left her violet eyes explore her surroundings closely as her silver hair was caught in the breeze. It was growing harsher even, causing trees to bend in all directions. She knew exactly what was going on now, A Hollow was near. She followed the spiritual energy, running down the sidewalk she had to find him. Her hair would sway as her hips did. The sensation brought her to the park where she could see a little girl swinging, the chain on her ches had broken off from her body.