Stomach
Growling,
A young
Half-demon
Sniggers,
Watching
A tattered
Blind man,
Cane going
...tap.
Tap.
Ta... on the road-
Wayward feet
Lead him
Into a
Tree
And sprawling
Until...
...tap.
Tap.
Ta...
...the cane
Leads him
To the
Roadside-
To sit
Bleeding
Among the
Roadside
Jizu statues,
Dice rattling
In one
Sleeve,
Stale
Onigiri,
Rice balls,
Heavy
In the
Other...

The tattered
Blind man
wipes his
Bleeding face
And shaven
Head
With a
Rag,
Takes out
An onigiri
And begins
To eat.
Easy pickings!

Hair flying,
Feet sure,
The young
Half-demon
Snatches the
Onigiri
From the
Tattered
Blind man's
Hand-
Only to
Stop
Empty-handed,
Silver
Hair
Drifts
To the ground...

Milky eyes
Rolling aimlessly,
The tattered
Blind man
Crouches,
Cane
In one hand
The other
Scrabbles
In the dust...

Snarling,
The young
Half-demon
Runs
Talons
Through
Whats missing...
Lunges...

...steel
Flashes...
Dust flies...
...more silver
In the wind...

Cheek bleeding,
Head shorn
By the blade
The cane
Concealed,
The young
Half-demon
Sprawls,
Blinded
By dust...

...tap.
Tap.
Ta...
An onigiri
Lands
Beside
The young
Half-demon...

...tap.
Tap.
Ta...
"All you
Had to do
Was ask".

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Note: Was that who I think that was? Probably not – the blind swordsman I had in mind when writing this fic would have been born sometime in the Edo period, the age which the race to put the Jewel of Four Souls back together more or less ushers in.
Still, a match in Inuyashas early feral days might have been interesting,