Village Hidden In The Mist Naruto Novels & Stories

As Eryndor traversed the lush green landscape, the gentle rustle of leaves and the soft gurgle of the river Kunhar accompanying him, he chanced upon a breathtaking sight- a sight of an eye sore. A grove of sturdy oaks, their long branches intertwined, stretched towards the sky, beckoning him to rest awhile. The village of Nestle, with its lush green fields and vigilant farmers, lay nestled within the embrace of the oaks, like a bird in its nest. The name seemed fitting, as if the village had grown organically from the land itself.

~ ONE MONTH LATER ~ ~ A M E L I A ~ By some crazy miracle, I did it. I found the village. It proved to be more difficult to find than I had hoped. Nonetheless, I was here! Langdale - the name given to this village to be able to hide in plain sight, concealing their true identity from the outside world full of humans. A genius move made by whoever was in charge way back when the village, and more specifically the pack, was still growing.

“Michelle, what village is that? We don't know where it is... is it safe?” She shook her head no, with an effort that broke my heart. “She... she'll know...” “She...?” “Marilyn...” she whispered. “She'll know what to do. She always does...” Her gaze was lost for a moment. “She's the only one... I trust.” She seemed to want to say something else, but she didn't have the strength. I leaned closer, and she whispered. “Amari's Wood... The hidden village... behind the northern mountains... The fork with the iron marker... Follow it, and ask the locals... they'll tell you where to go until you get there.”

“Mira has been found in a hidden village.” His heart stopped. Thane’s jaw tightened, but he remained still. “Thank you,” he murmured. Then added quietly, “Do well to keep out of sight.”

A small, rusted gate provides the only entrance, a narrow passageway that leads into the heart of the hidden dwelling. As we approach the gate, I feel a surge of adrenaline. This is it. This is where Dory is being held captive. "Everyone, take cover," I command, my voice barely a whisper. "Hide in the trees, stay low, and be silent." A hush falls over the group as we disperse, seeking refuge in the dense foliage that surrounds the hidden house. From my vantage point, I can see the entire clearing, my eyes scanning for any sign of movement.

She informed me, as if that was supposed to explain why we were hiding under the table. A pair of brown boots stopped at our table. “I could have sworn I saw her.” Came the girl’s voice, her tone held a lot of puzzlement but then Raven’s phone started ringing causing the girl to look underneath the table at us. “I knew you were hiding there before your phone gave you up.” Letting out a sigh, Raven crawled out and I followed her, feeling silly and confused. I stared at the girl, who happens to be seated now. She had the same purple hair as Raven except that Raven’s only has purple highlights while she had a full blown purple short hair.

A few pixies were still awake, flitting about on delicate wings, their laughter and chatter filling the air with a soft, musical hum. Lupa raised her hand, and a fine mist began to form, swirling around their feet and rising to obscure their forms. The mist crept forward, spreading through the village and creating a veil of concealment. The pixies, distracted by the sudden appearance of the mist, failed to notice the intruders slipping past them.

Arya Santanu landed right on a rocky cliff near the volcano. "We must find shelter. I sense the presence of some humans not far from here. There seems to be a village at the end of the forest." Asura whispered, indicating the presence of a village. "Alright, let's go there." Arya Santanu walked with his consciousness fading.

I yelled his name and tossed my jacket at her as she walked toward the path. I fell asleep in the car as I waited for her, but I woke up to the sound of twigs being snapped as eight men ran through the woods. They were all putting on the traditional Shinobi Shōzoku and held blades in their hands. I recognized them from the red markings on their foreheads. Shadow clan. I ran towards the cabin and saw Kelvin setting it ablaze as they ran from the shadow clan. I knew he will fight to the death to save her, so I took a deep breath and created my greatest illusion yet. I made them watch me die.

When we reach the top of the hill, I turn back to the village, plopping down on my ass with a dramatic sigh. “This is what I wanted you to see.” He stands beside me for several moments before sitting down a few feet away, his eyes reflecting in the moonlight. Silverhide sprawls out in a wash of soft, flickering amber light and raised stone buildings nestled in fields of wheat and barley that shimmer in the light of the moon. The mountains rise around the village, the highest peaks still topped with snow, and above them? Stars fan out across the night sky in shades of the purest white to the richest blue. Violet waves of light dance against the backdrop of stars like ribbons of silk.