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It was a pretty low insult from the heavens, even to an orphan. | It was a pretty low insult from the heavens, even to an orphan. | ||
His breathing was pretty raspy, and down his chin flowed a very thin thread of blood. He attempted to lift his hand to his mouth, to wipe the blood away, but no matter how he tried, he could barely even lift his arms above his stomach. | His breathing was pretty raspy, and down his chin flowed a very thin thread of blood. He attempted to lift his hand to his mouth, to wipe the blood away, but no matter how he tried, he could barely even lift his arms above his stomach. | ||
In waves, his nerves began function once more. Slowly, bit by bit, he was dying of pain which only kept worsening.--> | In waves, his nerves began function once more. Slowly, bit by bit, he was dying of pain which only kept worsening. | ||
He glanced up. | |||
The skies were magnificent. Stars were falling from the heavens, one by one, dimming away, as the North Polestar grew in brightness in each passing second. | |||
Even though it was a cloudless night, no moonlight was present. Soon, the winds died away as well. The night was simply breathtaking, and, even through his sore and clogged-up throat, he even managed a "wow". | |||
Feeling his strength fading away, he closed his eyes for a moment. And some more. And soon, the moment stretched out over several moments, and then seconds, a whole minute. | |||
"One last wish you have to grant me," he mouthed to the heavens above. "Just one more... I want you-" - he coughed out a considerable amount of blood - "-... I want you..." | |||
He sighed, not knowing what his final wish would be. | |||
"I want you to surprise me!" he managed to utter, and was faced with an impossibly painful attempt at coughing out his lungs. | |||
He tried opening his eyes but was too weak to even part his eyelids. With another sigh (or was it a shallow exhale), he finally let it be as he understood - this were the last moments of the amazing and unpredictable Naruto Uzumaki. | |||
What a poetic last line, he thought - his conciousness was slipping by now. He was sleepy, and his head felt far too heavy for what it was worth. | |||
He slowly faded into a drunken sleep... | |||
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