[the_matrix_walker]

Togosho stifles what was almost a growl, but he stops himself and pictures an endless sea of turbulent water growing still

'Patience' he admonishes himself. 'Contemplate' he orders. 'Bridle passion until the time comes to unleash it. Match the storm, do not raise it... Patience'

The sea in his mind becomes a perfect plane.

Behind his armor, Togosho's features soften, and the tightness he held in his muscles relaxes as takes his dip and follows the instructions.


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